Mediocrity is a sin. How does mediocrity happen? By not caring deeply about what you do and build and its impact on the world. By not expressing your soul’s expression, but someone else's. You crave excellence/ you demand excellence of yourself because you care deeply about your cause. Who are you? It's all about self-knowledge after all. Who are you and what is the value you bring to the world?—Uniquely, because there is just one you, and we need you. It's a sin to hide from yourself. Find out who you are and give yourself to us completely. It's your responsibility.
How does mediocrity happen? Fakeness. Fake people express mediocrity because deep care and nurture are missing. When you express who you are, you love your expression so much that you make it beautiful. It is your child, and you nurture it.
Your GPS is your gut. It’s your taste. What you create is You. You create it for yourself, for your own pleasure. Your taste, for yourself. You taste first, and you get pleasure from what you create first and foremost. The creation is your pleasure, and that pleasure you encapsulate in your work. You become an artisan—a Master craftsman. Your work is an extension of you. Your work is you; there’ll be no division left.
It’s distasteful to create something mediocre. On the vertices that matter, excellence is the only option.
You are here to do something exceptional. The only right thing. Your natural soul-expression. The only expression that’s true to you. The only expression worth expressing. Mediocrity is not okay. If you do something, do it right.
Your destiny is the destiny that belongs to the world. The greater good is the only good. In such alignment, the world helps you because you help it. Help it by helping yourself. Help it by discovering who you are. Art blooms because those are your flowers on your tree. How can any other flower bloom?
I will not be able to win playing by the rules. The way that I will win is by breaking them. My strategy is no strategy. My strategy is being me.
If I play by the rules, I’m just another artist faking who wants to project the image of the perfect artist. I am not that, nor am I best suited to play that game. My game is no game. My game is being me.
I know the value I bring, and it shines through. Being me is not just enough; it’s what the world needs.
Remember who you are.
I have no other purpose than to be myself in glory.
What a trajectory. What a freedom.
No matter what you do, if you do it as you, you’ll find pleasure in it. You find no pleasure if you exert yourself. When do you exert yourself? When you portray an image. When you perform, you ask yourself after the performance, ‘Did I do well?’
Your scrutiny can only stop when there is nothing to scrutinise. What if there’s no image to uphold? Then the only action is immediate. Immediate soul expression, an emanation of you. A perfect mirror. Perfect choicelessness. How can you pick apart that? How can you touch your soul? You can’t. Just like the world can’t. Your soul is untarnished, pure, remembering that loves the cure, bathing in divinity, embodied holy trinity. What if there's no image to uphold?
The people in most agony have the greatest discrepancy between their image and soul. The more you match your filter of ego with your soul, the more sane you are, and also happy. Best to take your filter off from time to time.
Stop scrutinising yourself. If you are genuine and of integrity, and what you speak is true, then how can the world be against you? In such a state, you are empty and you reflect the world. In the world as the world. The only one hurting yourself is you because you mistake your thoughts and emotions as outside enemies when it's all happening here. The pain is with you, and so is the solution.
So outside the box that it’s hard. Collapse into my arms.
Beyond the mind (time), there is rest, and that’s where your soul resides. Reside there with me.
Let go. Fall into my arms in peace. Singularity and polarity, life and death, all in one breath. Too philosophical for you? You don't need to understand. I still love you.