Saturday, December 22, 2018

The Revolutionary Act

For context, this was written in my journal next to a taped ticket stub of the movie "A Star is Born".

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     Watching this movie was the turning point for me. I was in such a dark place, my demons were eating me from the inside out and I had little, if any, will to live. But then I saw this movie and it was like a stroke of lightning. I just had to create. I hadn't created anything at all in over nine months and so I had lost myself. I had lost who I was. Creation was my thing. Passion was my thing. And somewhere along the lines of my downfall I lost it all. 

     But then in comes Lady Gaga, one of my all-time greatest inspirations and my muse, and the whole world just clicked. I was me again. It's as if the universe were demanding me to create something. A story, a drawing, a song––anything. But I swear it was like these fireworks went off inside me, shooting different colored stars and shaking me awake from my nine month coma. I was beginning to be me again. The real, honest to God, don't hold back me. And it was exhilarating. 

     That night I went home and wrote the first words to a song. I hadn't written a song in over four years. It's just, this movie reminded me that I have no time to waste. I need my voice to be heard and I need to move people. I need to tell the stories that haven't been told and bring more light to the world. Joe Wilson Jr. once said: "Art is not a luxury item, it is a revolutionary act." In a world wired to make us feel weak, unimportant and unheard, artists are our greatest weapon. The artists cannot be silenced or there will be hell to pay. The revolution has already begun. It's time I joined it.

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Just some late night musings of mine.

Hasta la próxima,

Much love xoxo

Maya

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