The story of my one shot. Why do artists and academics earn less than the value of their work? March 3, 2018. The money that artists and academics make fall short of the value of their work. The bright side of this is that content that brings us intrinsic joy can never be.

Stuff that pops into my head. Who has the final claim to a creation? The creator or the source of inspiration? Perhaps the creation itself. Or is it time, the sole witness to the process of creating, all-observing yet forever silent? You write these for yourself, not me, she said;. To be fair to her, she was angry. To be fair to me, I have a heart. Sorry, she said; never again, I vowed. That would never change not cease.

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Love, Lust , Butterflies. Looks like we made it. 14 HAPPY GO LUCKY IN LOVE. But I just asked the clock to move slowly, such quality time. Although, I loved it , naah the assignments. I just hated math and was relieved. Oops! He hugged again and again. I loved it but I was forced to move him away being cautious of the surroundings. Excuse me, What? I never proposed you , still.

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I was blind folded with the darkness, and the eerie coldness was piercing. All I could hear was some faint noise, apparently seeping through the walls and windows. I knew I was not alone there, but was not sure either, who else occupied that space with me. I am afraid if I can ever get those things back, ever again. Up above the world so high. Scratchy dog, scratchy dog, you are so ugly.