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Please, Beloved. 
Remember that YOU are ART.
Your life. Your thoughts. Your very existence.
You are a living, breathing masterpiece. 
Create, oh luminous one.
Create like your life depends on it.

Build.
Build like your breath is fueled by it.

Remember your true nature.
This world is waiting, for genius.

You cannot force creativity. 
Innovation is not sparked through endlessly repeated reproach. 
You don't berate art into being made. 
You relax into. 
Ease through it.
Awaken to the reality that what you ache to create already exists, if you simply allow it.

Remember that you are art, Beloved. 
Remember the mastery left sleeping in your bones.

We await your awakening with baited breath.

-e