there’s a line i think about all the time from a @dschorno essay that goes
shamans had day jobs
@___frye
imagine going into sex work for the love of the craft. being young, full of dreams. then slowly watching your passion ebb away from the monotony of the job
until one day you’re just grinding, collecting a paycheck, wondering what happened
is that true? i didn’t verify it. but the act of uttering that statement is powerful
what we love becomes something precious, something to nurture, nourish, and protect
in a two hour podcast, john mayer said he used to come back from school every day and play guitar for hours. it was his secret project. he felt like he was in 21 Jump Street, the way his undercover mission was ostensibly being a student, but his real mission was playing
@AskYatharth
going back home every day, spending hours, the secret undercover project, the thing he did because he did
he did that long enough that he became good at it, never lost his taste. he did that most magnetic thing of a creator: decide what he liked, and what he didn’t like
i wonder if he would have burned out if he tried to commercialise it day 1, before he even loved the guitar. before it was his every day, his space away from bullying, from school
that kind of relationship does something. it buffers you. john mayer absolutely did want to commercially succeed—really badly, and optimised got that. but his relationship to guitar was buffered, developed, established
@AskYatharth
what im saying is:
friendships are like fluffy pillows under your butt
they keep the ride smooth and vibey even when you encounter bumps in the layer above
i started tweeting a long time ago, for not likes or retweets, but as my journal
people say all the time about how hard starting an account is, i never experienced that; my relationship tweeting was buffered, protected
i really hope to make it more widely seen, but i’m keeping it on a very tight leash, of staying in the happy soul-nourishing craft zone. it’s my baby
i’m not in a rush to make healing my career. actually, maybe i’d rather not. maybe i’d rather it be a magical thing that flows out from me to all my friends or simply by virtue of me being me. i have a day job
protect what you love from the mandate it must be professionalised
@wholebodyprayer
Resist the Professionalisation of Everything
Write as if to your beloveds
Serve food as if to your beloveds
Speak as if to your beloveds
Email as if to your beloveds
Cold-call as if to your beloveds
Advertise as if to your beloveds
Admire as if with your beloveds
there’s a line i think about all the time from a @dschorno essay that goes
shamans had day jobsshamans had day jobsis that true? i didn’t verify it. but the act of uttering that statement is powerful
what we love becomes something precious, something to nurture, nourish, and protectin a two hour podcast, john mayer said he used to come back from school every day and play guitar for hours. it was his secret project. he felt like he was in 21 Jump Street, the way his undercover mission was ostensibly being a student, but his real mission was playinghe did that long enough that he became good at it, never lost his taste. he did that most magnetic thing of a creator: decide what he liked, and what he didn’t likei wonder if he would have burned out if he tried to commercialise it day 1, before he even loved the guitar. before it was his every day, his space away from bullying, from schoolthat kind of relationship does something. it buffers you. john mayer absolutely did want to commercially succeed—really badly, and optimised got that. but his relationship to guitar was buffered, developed, establishedi started tweeting a long time ago, for not likes or retweets, but as my journal
people say all the time about how hard starting an account is, i never experienced that; my relationship tweeting was buffered, protectedi really hope to make it more widely seen, but i’m keeping it on a very tight leash, of staying in the happy soul-nourishing craft zone. it’s my babyi’m not in a rush to make healing my career. actually, maybe i’d rather not. maybe i’d rather it be a magical thing that flows out from me to all my friends or simply by virtue of me being me. i have a day jobprotect what you love from the mandate it must be professionalised
there’s a line i think about all the time from a @dschorno essay that goes
shamans had day jobs ... shamans had day jobs ... is that true? i didn’t verify it. but the act of uttering that statement is powerful
what we love becomes something precious, something to nurture, nourish, and protect ... in a two hour podcast, john mayer said he used to come back from school every day and play guitar for hours. it was his secret project. he felt like he was in 21 Jump Street, the way his undercover mission was ostensibly being a student, but his real mission was playing ... he did that long enough that he became good at it, never lost his taste. he did that most magnetic thing of a creator: decide what he liked, and what he didn’t like ... i wonder if he would have burned out if he tried to commercialise it day 1, before he even loved the guitar. before it was his every day, his space away from bullying, from school ... that kind of relationship does something. it buffers you. john mayer absolutely did want to commercially succeed—really badly, and optimised got that. but his relationship to guitar was buffered, developed, established ... i started tweeting a long time ago, for not likes or retweets, but as my journal
people say all the time about how hard starting an account is, i never experienced that; my relationship tweeting was buffered, protected ... i really hope to make it more widely seen, but i’m keeping it on a very tight leash, of staying in the happy soul-nourishing craft zone. it’s my baby ... i’m not in a rush to make healing my career. actually, maybe i’d rather not. maybe i’d rather it be a magical thing that flows out from me to all my friends or simply by virtue of me being me. i have a day job ... protect what you love from the mandate it must be professionalised
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