This is a world for artists. Yes, that's why all the nuances. All the colors, problems and strange coincidences.
That's why it's so hard for us to accept and open our eyes. Because the jerk has made sure we all think less of ourselves.
Nobody runs entirely from ego and fear. So naturally we are already facing a war inside our heads for the realization and independence of the self.
So yes, when we wake up we realize we were all artists all the time. And that we can create and play with different ways of expression, with no limit, as in love and the source itself.
