Stardust and Brushstrokes Beyond the Flesh

There’s this deep longing to merge with art, to lose myself in the creative flow. It’s like our souls have these yearnings, these talents that burn inside us even when we’re not in these bodies.

It’s always left me with this ache, this sense of loss.

Art and soul, they’re like two threads woven together. That’s why so many artists are walking wounded. We feel everything so deeply. It’s not about being better than anyone else. It’s just that we need to tap into that deeper magic to bring our art to life.

And that’s why human connection is so key. When we find someone who truly sees us, it can unlock this flood of creativity we never knew we had. It’s like our sadness, our gifts… they’re all intertwined.

My whole life, I’ve felt like an outsider, like I’m here for a reason but I haven’t figured out what it is yet. As a kid, I’d gaze up at the stars, feeling this homesickness. I know I’m not from here. This world, it’s… it’s got its beauty, but it’s also dark, ugly. Sometimes it feels like humanity is this cancer. But my soul, it chose this. I’m still trying to understand why.

Because the truth is, I’m not human. Not really. I just inhabit this human skin. I still catch myself staring up at the stars, yearning to go home.

Tom
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