Recycle

         As I became sharper and able to “keep the love,” my next step was to find the proper place for the waste.  In this case, it was the fear.  I have seen many people who do not know where to put their fears, so they carelessly give them to someone else. Then there are others who do not even give it away; they try to sell it.  I was determined not to be like these people because I saw the karmic currency for their sales – a bank account of poor choices resulting in suffering.  So, where is the right place to put this waste?  This sounds like the same garbage dilemma that our planet is faced with today. The answers of environmentalists are the same as mine – recycle.  Well, the same can be said for the waste of fear, hate, jealously, envy, greed, and so on.  Recycle!  Recycle the waste of fear into love.

          Unknowingly, this concept is what led me to become an artist.  Art is no more than recycled waste transformed into some of the most beautiful, engaging, entertaining, and stimulating things in this world.  It comes down to what we can transform.  I feel the less art we have in this world, the more fear, pain, anger, jealously, greed, and so on that we will have.  Our media industries try so hard to be artists, but unfortunately, many of them have factories of fear to sell.  Love has become such a challenge to sell because our factories have fewer products to produce.  It is our duty to change how things are manufactured from these machines and fear factories so we can have a back stock of love to be the abundant commodity in our society.