Prophesy # 2

You will always miss the connection you had. 
You will see it in the special food / beverages you shared
You will see it in the movies
You will hear it in the music selling you things as you walk around the store. 
You will continue to get subtle reminders of the essence that you have grown to love,  unique to only one thing
You will remember that you asked it to leave. 
You will remember and question how you could ever not be attracted to it. 
Your longing for the past will never cease.  You will continue to lie to yourself and others
You will not see any of yourself in this Prophesy
You will see all of yourself in this
Your temper will always be an issue. 
When you get angry,  you will try to hurt the ones around you. 
As you read this,  your anger will still be pounding in your head even though this piece has absolutely nothing to do with you. 

Prophesy #1

You're biggest fear of being boring and unimportant will be chasing you the rest of your life. 
You will continue to place your entire self esteem on your physical appearance,  until enough time has passed and you can no longer hide from how ugly you truly are. 
You will continue to consume and attempt to purchase your ease of mind. 
Gifts for those who support your perspective on yourself that you wish was true. 
Balding from the genetic stress and joints arthritic with resentment,  and bitter lines tell the story of years of denial and delusions of grandeur unrealized. 
This words will hibernate through the years of celebration.
Pretending to like alcohol to appear more interesting and fun until the day comes where you are not able to hide behind the loud music,  dim lights,  and youthful lusts connecting with people. 

You will quote popular spiritual sayings that are trending at the time to elevate your self perception of pretend internal growth. 
"I'm really trying to learn how to love myself and put myself first " or" I'm learning how to be comfortable on my own "
" I'm really trying to face my fears "
As these words begin to fulfill themselves your sense of guilt and regret will drive you to a form of charitable penance where you no longer search for praise on your faded physical beauty,  but instead look for artificial confirmation on morally impossible emotions like compassion,  empathy,  selflessness,  or humility. 
Your fears of being alone will haunt your empty halls of unimportant buildings. 
You won't be able to escape the memories of the love that was rejected. 

The next 30 years will be spent doing one of following : trying to relive the good past memories.  2. Running from whatever the perception of unpleasantness that you might be feeling in the current moments.  3. Waiting for a future idealized moment that will never come. 

You are so vain,  you will:
first be angry that you feel like this is written about you.
2. Your ego will kick in and say" that's not me. 
3. This Prophesy doesn't know anything

The only love you will be able to give is the type that is purchased and then gone later. 
You will hold onto your possessions and gather more to you as you feel more and more lonely and unlovable. 
When there is no one else who wants to buy your love,  where will you be??
You will hide in your mindless entertainment designed to sell you more unhappiness to fill your sense of guilt and identity. 
You will always be late. 
You will have days when you won't get out of bed because you are so empty. 
If you have children,   you will spoil them with a life of unreal expectations,  Consumerism,  entitlement,  and emptiness.

Progression of a dream

We all have dreams and so many of our dreams are left unfulfilled and unfinished.  This is one reason why I'm not letting the feeling of incompleteness to influence my desire or decision to work on something.  I feel like so often I get lost in the recognizable, and forget about the smaller details that lead to the finality of a piece.  I feel like what often gives "art" soul is not necessarily in the clarity or perfection of an image,  but at in the recognition of humanity and honesty present in the works.  I feel like art across the ages has always been about attempting to portray the soul or most ephemeral aspects of something. The clarity within the individualistic nature of lines of the line maker is asunique as someone's signature. It's as though it could be a thumbprint hidden within the nature of each individual line.