In the long run, it is safer for anyone to live with their own kind and even at war than it is to try to survive amongst a world where even your own neighbors are kindly strangers.
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The support
I am not working for you people; I am working for me, and to help the people—get that shit right.
One woman army
Here is to anyone who might start going off slandering my name that I am in any way, shape, or form copying another person’s work; I will defend myself in court—with proof, truth, reason, and logic. See you there.
Art; artists
Anyone can do art, but not everyone is an artist.
Curriculum vitae
Greetings,
- I don’t do well in a social group.
- I don’t do too good working as a collective team.
- I am not your friend.
- I am your enemy.
- I am taking over.
Signing off.
Sincerely,
Ms. Amine Batbouti
Art’s value and social contribution
When one’s work is shared and still they wonder if they should state appreciation.
Art life 3
“Let me nourish my ego,” and then what.
Art life 2
“Being helped, sponsered, and/or supported in the art world is a childish and an immature concept that needs to end,” basically you want us dead—say goodbye to your reputation.
Crime life
Stranger: Is this real leather.
Me: You like it. It’s made of genuine human skin.
Art life
Stranger: Wanna see your paintings.
Me: Wanna sponser me.
Aspirations
“Let me put on these gloves while I paint because Heaven forbid that I’m discovered as a day job painter; in any case, I hope they would be proud of me now because that’s the closest I get from looking like a real doctor.”
Rituals
Tomorrow is never a guarantee, so I like to keep my dishes clean and my mind ready.
Sad world 3
Nowadays, you don’t even know who are your friends anymore so you stop calling the cops and reach inside; scared, that they will turn bad against you.
Sad world 2
One time a woman fell on the ground and as I reached down she thought she saw the devil. Next time an old woman fainted on the ground and as she reached up she thought she saw an angel.
Unapologetic 3
The girl says; “I want no salad.” I’m pleased to hear that, now here’s some peanuts.
Non-racist 3
So apparently holding hands lessen the pain; great, let’s all sign along “Kumbaya my Lord.”
