05-31-21: What Fangs?

 The line fascinates me -- as a unit in math, music, history, design, art, and language. A line might be a slash, a pause, or signatory of a connection. So I am taken, broken, transcribed, transported by the journals of Keith Haring and longing to see his work. He realizes, on the first page of his diary, that he should not be comparing his life to others' but leaping from where they have taken him:

The only way the other attained enough merit, making it worthy of my admiration, or [making me] long to copy it is by taking chances...It has grown with different situations and discovered different heights of happiness and equal sorrows. If I always seek to pattern my life after another, mine is being wasted re-doing things for my own empty acceptance. But, if I live my life my way and only let the other [artists] influence me as a reference, a starting point, I can build an even higher awareness instead of staying dormant.  If I can take this and apply it, it will help, but again I am afraid. Afraid I'll just ignore this whole revelation and remain in the rut and rationalize and call it human nature or some shit (1-2).

What chances have you taken or not taken in your life? What challenges taunt you? Who is worthy of your admiration? What chances have they taken in their lives?

What launch pads, or starting points do you recognize right now? What fears have their fangs in you?