Day 16

I sold my art today. I’ve sold handmade goods before, and that feels nice. But this is the first time I’ve sold my art. She was nice and I feel good about it. Even if I never sell art again, I’m glad I got that experience of someone wanting my art. I made a sale. I have more to do tomorrow after I get a smog check.

If you want to see my art, you can find my facebook page on my About section.

Wouldn’t it be nice if we were on a barter system? Maybe it’s just me naively yearning for community.

I was thinking last night about how movies used to be amazing and now they’re objectively garbage wide scale these days. They used to make physical movie sets, put in incredible amounts of effort. The actors would have a real set to work on and it showed in their performance. They used to try out weird, niche ideas with low budgets, and made some of the best movies in history doing so. Now it’s a never-ending line of remakes, sequels, CGI garbage. Soon it’ll all be Ai garbage. Everything is entirely driven by money.

The quality of modern life is shot in a lot of ways. We have better technology and medical advancements, of which I’m grateful for both.

But I miss when there was more color, more organic feeling, more mistakes.

Remember mistakes?

Remember when you could make mistakes or embarrass yourself and it wasn’t eternalized online?

You could just try new things and suck at them, or have a bad day, or make the wrong choice, learn from it and move on.

Things have changed in a powerfully negative way.

Everything is performance on steroids.

People are scared to speak their minds. They’re scared to be wrong, to make a mistake. They’re scared to live out loud.

If we all collectively decide to ban together and commit to one cringey act a day, and one potentially offensive statement a day, we could correct the world in two months, tops. It would only take 2% of the population committing for 2 months to see lasting change.

Wear cat ears to your kid’s soccer game. Tell your boss about the lizard people. Get drunk at Applebees at 10am. Tell a stranger your controversial opinion and then ask them about theirs — everyone has one, and everyone’s dying to share one. And for the love of god, don’t record it for views — you’re f***ing up for YOU. For future generations.

We need to work together to make life real again.

This is why there are so many weirdos looking forward to doomsday. They don’t want mass death. They don’t want to die.

They want to live authentically like they did when they were young and things were different. They want to make mistakes and be themselves and for that to be okay. End of the world? Nobody cares about their reputation anymore.

The apocalypse will have its perks.

Court