Doomed to be in love

In love with art 
we speak into this hole
a rabbit hole
diving deeper into being 
fascinated with new, innovations to enjoy, open minded to different processes and presepctives of history

so easily wrapped up
the pit falls of growing more talented
planting seeds into other beauties, finding means of worth
a downward spiral
at the bottom there could be gold
feelings of enlightenment and a fullness of life
which is the every thing that may grips artists so tightly

a limitation
a fear of delving into the cross sections of art and religion
speaking into fruition the religion that you came from, when you want to deny it and explore it at the same time

deny and explore at the same time
translates to fear
riding the patterns of decision paralysis where it leads you to being stuck between the what ifs of it not succeeding, or negative energy being poured out to you. 

teetering, tottering
playing with delusion
playing with pedastiooling my own thoughts, my own perspective
playing with being overwhelmed and only admitting others living through my eyes