I've been homeless for a good portion of my life, so I know the ropes. One of the most important things I've discovered to staying sane is you have to put your feelings into art. If you don't have an outlet to express what's going on inside of you, those emotions will fester and become a problem later down the line. By creating art, you'll expell your current inner turbulence, heal past traumas, make yourself feel proud, productive, and worth something, and you can eventually find ways to make money doing it.

But, what do you do if you're not creative? You gotta find something you love, for if you love doing something, it won't be work; it will be play. Then you'll do it a lot, and quickly rise to become a master, and you'll find a niche to fit yourself in. For example, I was a worthless man before I learned to juggle, but then I fell in love with tossing my balls around, which led to me having a spiritual experience that made me invest in my writing. Now I'm a major voice in a community of almost 20k schizophrenic and eccentric philosophers, artists, poets, and musicians. I never would have seen myself rising to this level before I walked the path of progression, so start with one step today and you'll eventually reach a destination you can't see from where you currently stand.

That can be hard if you are in a place that appears hard and difficult to just exist. For that, I've learned that how you perceive reality is vital to determining your trajectory into the future. Acceptance is key to enlightened happiness. If you try to resist the impermanent world, you'll suffer. Be like water, conforming to whatever vessel you're placed in to liberate yourself from your suffering and act in full alignment with your intentions.

That's some of the most important things I've learned over these strange years of my schizoaffective life. To end on that note, I want to share a poem with you about how far I've transmuted my perspective. I may not be Jesus Christ or the Buddha, but I can roll with the best of them against the waves of this ocean called life because I'm in tune with my highest self. May you know this truth too. Be well on your journey, and much love! 💚🙏

A Life Well Lived

I slept in the places cockroaches crawl

And yet I was out of the rain

I've had to rummage through trash to eat

And yet I never went hungry

I once was lost in the depths of madness

And yet God was with me

This life I've had to live has been hard

And yet I was still alive