The fight that a sensitive mind goes through with itself is something that trouble me a lot. It's like a battle you can't win or lose. It's a perpetual struggle like a story of Sisyphus. In Greek mythology Sisyphus was a king punished by being compelled to roll an immense boulder up a hill, only to watch it roll back down, and to repeat this action forever. Struggle with oneself is like this story.
We convince our emotional and sensitive mind that the world is practical and you need to think practically, with your brain. This task is similar to that of carrying huge boulder up a hill. As soon as we convince our mind the same, something happens and it rolls back to it's original self and becomes more vulnerable. We helplessly watch this happening over and over again.
I think this happens with artists more often. They struggle to live in this harsh practical world. Their own little dream world where they live is always under threat. I can vouch for it through my own experience as a poet and writer. It's really difficult to fight with your own brain every day, every moment, get convinced and eventually fall back to the original state of mind to start the fight all over again...
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