When We Sit Down To

Resistance By Definition Is Self-sabotage.

Every Sun Casts A Shadow, And Genius's Shadow Is Resistance.

Resistance Cannot Be Seen, Touched, Heard, Or Smelled. But It Can Be Felt. We Experince It As An Energy Field Radiating From A Work-in-potential... Its Aim Is To Shove Us Away, Distract Us, Prevent Us From Doing Our Work.

Resistance Really Takes The Shape, For Me, In Voices In My Head Telling Me Why I Can't Do Something Or Why I Should Put It Off For Another Day, Procrastinate For Another Day.

I Believe In Previous Lives And The Muse—and That Books And Music Exist Before They Are Written And That They Are Propelled Into Material Being By Their Own Imperative To Be Born, Via The Offices Of Those Willing Servants Of Discipline, Imagination And Inspiration Whom We Call Artists.