| A little conversation between myself (D1MREALITY) and my love (buttterflies) in her time of doubt. i'm posting this here because i know a lot of people tend to ask the same question of 'why does an artist do their art?' whatever that art might be. I struggled to come up with with a good answer at first but finally i got it... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: anyway, i was thinking .... why do you (we?i?) write poetry? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: what the hell is the damn point | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: and? you were just thinking of the question or you were thinking of an answer? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: because... nobody really gives a damn. sure, people will read it and go "oh that's nice" or "oh it's cool" (i've decided i hate that word now- 'cool')... maybe there'll be a few seconds of contemplation... but thats it... i could have poured out my heart and soul and there's no point | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: my friend asked me whats gotten me sidetracked, that i say all this... but i think thats the problem. poetry is the sidetracking... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: unless you're shakespeare or poe... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: unless youre shakespeare or poe, nobody gives a fuck | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: so. its really a waste of time | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: and mind you, i think all these things. while i'm writing a poem | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: and i write it. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: what the fuck. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: at which point you're taking it too seriously | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: but it should be taken seriously | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: if it comes from the heart. some are the product of far deeper pain and heartache than others... and if you dont take them seriously, then ...we're back to what i said. whats the point. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: to lose yourself in a little bit of your own reality | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: we're already lost enough in this shitty ass world.... so poetry is a safe haven, huh? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: until you start thinking about all the shit thats wrong | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: and writing about that | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: its not so much what its about | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: why does a painter paint a picture? who really cares? maybe nobody, maybe a lot of people, maybe just for a few moments the whole world... but it doesnt make any difference to the artist | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: thats true | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: and i suppose at some point the artist feels its useless to keep painting | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: its an expression of who you are, even if you're the only one who sees it | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: we want to know ourselves more than anything else | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: writing, painting, drawing... whatever... it about us in the end | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| buttterflies: good point. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DlMREALITY: so what the fuck is the point? to amuse our curiosity of ourselves... among other things, but that is the first | |||||||||||||||||||||||||