Relying on a lot of faith. Trying to sell a painting. I think it can be done! There is a lot of love for me here. Money will manifest. Determined to never succumb to the dreary world of anti-art. So I'm manifesting a life that supports my art and creative existence. Clothes are getting crazier, appearance getting crazier. No more lies. I just can't do it anymore, all the lying. I already lie so much in my projection of myself to other people. It is no longer expected I pretend to be like others. I can make a living on my art.
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