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no prices; only prizes.

do you ever think about the price you pay just to be who you are? what if there’s no price; only prizes?

on the other side of everything you didn’t get is everything you get to have. it just takes a minute for your eyes to adjust. for example, lucky you that blue skies make you happy and clouds make you sad. why should colors and gray feel the same in your soul? what a gift! who would want to be ambivalent or untouched by a sunny day?

disappointment is a gift, too. it bores a hole straight into your heart for joy to make its way through. cry long enough and your sadness melts into gratitude. gotta maybe cry more if this hasn’t happened to you yet.

how do we know this is the way it works? because we are here to create. we are here to create meaning, to create this life, to create art. we are here to make a way, if we haven’t yet found one, or if all other paths have been closed to us.

all things exist on a continuum. all prices eventually become prizes and there comes a price for the earlier prizes. everything is a function of time. even as nothing changes if nothing changes if nothing changes if nothing changes …