Art Stories Podcast

The thing is you never know when you’re gonna meet the one.The one that changes you in ways beyond what you ever imagined.Someone who fills in your missing pieces.Someone who helps you find your light.Someone who sees with loveSomeone who loves to love.Someone who gives you butterflies.They make you smile all the time.Just the idea of them brings you joy.Joy is the goal of life.Why?So we can bring Joy with us when we die.And I just think the best way to find joy is through true love.A love that is uplifting.A love that is spiritually connected.A love that is passionate and romantic.A love that is challenging and fun.A love that is unconditional…For it is when we love unconditionally, that we are free to be who are really meant to be.For me, I found my True Love in alcohol ink.It happened so suddenly.Out of the blue.I wasn’t looking for Her…Like I said, we can’t plan these kinds of eventsAnd I’ll be honest, it wasn’t obvious at first.At first, I had some resistance in me that were blocking me off from seeing clearly.But She unblocked me.How?Well, it’s hard to isolate the how’s.There’s so many things about Her that turn me on…Light me up.Sometimes I think it’s Her layers…The depth she makes when I dry her with a heat gun.She looks like glass…I call this the orgasm effect.An orgasm without sex.Yes, She is that powerful.Crazy, I know.But it’s more than just that.It’s the lines and shapes she makes…When I let her dry on her own.Or with the airbrush.Or both.And then there’s Her colours…So rich and breathtaking….She really raises my frequency in each category of self-mastery.So needless to say, She is my missing piece and She inspires me to be all that I can be.She is a masterpiece and I just want the whole world to see how amazing she is.Her uniqueness.She is so real, and raw, and interesting.She’s strange.Very strange. But strange is great.Sometimes She’s very abstract.Hard to look at.But that’s only if you choose to see her like that.I have learned to accept Her, no matter what.She is my drug.Love is a drug.And my role as Her artist.Her lover.Her healer.Her friend.Is to move Her energy around in a way that captures Her essence.Essence is where the magic is.And I have to say, the biggest lesson She’s taught me so far is how to see outside the box.To look at life and love, like I’m God.God does not judge.There are a million different perspectives we can take…Nothing is right or wrong.What you see is a reflection of how we feel about yourself.Thus, nothing is ever what it seems.Knowing this gives me peace.Peace helps me see that She is really a reflection of me…And I AM Her, and she is me.And She helped me become who I was meant to be.And She helped me become who I was meant to be.But it’s crazy when I think about it…How you can be living a certain way for so long.Feeling so low.Feeling so broken and no place to call Home.Like you’ve lost hope.You don’t wanna try anymore…You want a way out.And then suddenly, something happens that causes a reaction, and molecules collide out of nowhere everything changes in the blink of an eye.So I guess what I’m saying is, alcohol inks have the power to save lives.To change minds.To heal hearts.That’s what She did for me.Am I an anomaly?Yes.But we all are aren’t we?Life is very different when you have true love.With True Love, you become a Love Machine whi

I've been carrying you with me for the last few years... I don’t know why. I guess I’ve been feeling a bit lost. I think you’re cute. I wanted to get to know you. But I didn’t realize who you really were until recently. I don’t know why. I guess it’s just the way we get taught to do life... The truth gets lost in time. I grew up. You went away... Where did you go? I did not know. But the older I got the worse things got for me, and I guess that’s when I started to think about why I ended up this way more frequently. I thought a lot about death. How many ways I could die without committing suicide? These thoughts made me think about you a lot...in a different way. I’ve been trying to remember what you were like as a kid. What you liked and didn’t like. Unfortunately, most of what I remember is a lot of sad stories. Hard times that caused a lot of hard cries. Like the times when you got picked on and made fun for how you looked on the outside. Kids can be so cruel at times. And then there’s the times your mom dropped you off and broke your heart every other Sunday at 6 o’clock. And the times your father tore you apart. The times your friends made you feel like you weren’t good enough. I also remember some good times. Like the times down in Indian Point road. But those times were few and far between... I think about what you were like in your teens. How hard it was to fit in when you were so different. So strange and abstract. And I think about what happened after that... In college... In your twenties. Then your thirties. And as I sit here close to fourty, I wonder if you ever imagined you’d become anything close to who I’ve become... And I wonder if you saw me now when you were really young... Like back when you were say, 8 or 9 or 10, would you like who I am, back then? Would you be in awe of me? Would you want to be like me? Would you love me the same way I loved Her before she died on me? And I wonder if you be disappointed in me? If you knew me in your twenties... Old enough to know how hard life is, but not fully aware of how dark it can get. I wonder if you would be devastated about what I did. The way I handled things. I wonder if you would be crushed by my bad decisions. And I wonder if you knew you were going to die from a deadly disease, would you have done things differently than me? I wonder if you would be afraid of who we were meant to be. It’s hard to say how you would feel about me. But as I sit here and daydream about us... About our life growing up... About all the stuff that happened to us. More than anything, I wish I could give you a hug - at every age and every stage. I wish I could see who you really were. Your skin. Your eyes. Your teeth. The lines and shapes your body makes. Your personality traits. If I could see you, I would tell you about all the times I messed up and why I hurt us. I would tell you it wasn’t your fault. I would tell you how loved you really are. I would tell you why your mother and your father broke apart and I would tell you how awesome you really are. I would tell you not to feel sorry for them. I tell you that you don’t have to be their parent. I would tell you to be a kid. And I would tell you to hold onto your innocence. I would tell you it’s ok to be strange, and I would tell you it’s cool to have fangs. But I know I can’t go back in time... But maybe I can change the future by reminding you here and now, in this moment in time and all the times to come... I love you so much, my love. I always have, I just didn’t realize who I was. I didn’t see you the way I see you now, and I’m so sorry

Red shoes.Pointed.Long legs.Seductive.Black pantyhose. Short skirt.A woman who knows how to make walking look goodSo good you wanna see her dance moves...Where is she going dressed like that anyway?She’s going where she doesn’t wanna go, isn’t she?That’s why she takes her steps slow...And the entire time she’s walking that fine line, she has thoughts running through her mind that make her wonder why she doesn’t stop, drop and roll.Why doesn’t she go back to who she was before?Before what?All the stuff that made her stuck.Stuck in what?Stuck between two worlds.Cuz...That’s when she shot yourself and dropped the gun?You don’t wanna be part of your own murder scene do you, hun?So needless to say, there’s nothing left to go back to unless you want your leftover soup.Chicken noodle is good but not if it’s cold and old.So that’s why she likes to pound herself out with a massage gun she found lying around.The vibration helps her Release trapped emotions stuck in her cells.I think my apartment is making me unwell.Someone is trying to stop me from being free.Too bad I don’t have a real gun.Target practice could be fun.Psylicibin has been fun.How do you like your eggs hun?Over easy my love.Easy come easy go.That’s my new motto. It gives me room to grow.I have this song in my head by the tragically hip, it goes, find somewhere to go. Go where you’re needed. I have no idea where that is...Am I needed?Not even a little bit.I blame it on the system.There’s no place for me. Look at what they did to me...Nothing can fix this.She’s so ugly...This is the noose I can’t escape...Try to find a knife so I can find sanity.Give it time...Maybe it will get better with time.This is why we spend so much time contemplating all the beautiful ways to die, while at the same trying very hard to create an extraordinary life. Life is really strange sometimes.So sometimes it’s nice to get high.Love is my preferred drug.Try to do stuff that feels like a good hug from some you love.I remember being hugged.Hugs aren’t always fun.Who hurt you, hun?I dunno mom.Can you tell my monster to go away, I’m sick and tired of him making me feel this way.OkHow about I make you a treat?I know, how about a nice piece of Pie?Like warm apple pie with ice cream on the side.Yeah, I really love apple pie.And pumpkin pie.And blueberry pie. And cherry pie.Almost any pie is nice...And I love really good sex.A passionate romance.A spiritual connection.Really real, raw, honest conversations.An experience of a lifetime, that lasts a lifetime...So tell me, my love, would you be mine?Sure, but I don’t have a long lifeline.That’s fine.Time isn’t really real.What time zone are you in?I dunno my friend.I think I keep repeating the same day over and over again.This is what happens when we get stuck in time loops, isn’t it?Loops can be daunting.Must check the facts often.Maybe you can find a way out of your loop if you plan your attacks wisely.Plans don’t last.And last time I checked the facts I realized everything is a lie and people have lost their fucking minds.Put a mask on and shut your eyes.Do what they say. Be part of cray-crays.But then I can’t see or breathe.That’s ok.At least you can hear their evil deeds.Eventually, you’ll be part of their plan to kill human beings. Or...Turn off the mainstream med

Welcome to another Art Stories podcast episode by Artist Sarah Long....In case you don't know, Art Stories are inspired by my alcohol ink art paintings.Alcohol ink art will help you create a healing home that helps you become the best version of yourself from the inside out.To shop my collection of original fine art and frequency activators visit:>>> http:///artistsarahlongstore.comFor the full alcohol ink art stories experience visit:>>> http:///artistsarahlong.com/courses/shestheone

Welcome to another Art Stories podcast episode by Artist Sarah Long....In case you don't know, Art Stories are inspired by my alcohol ink art paintings.Alcohol ink art will help you create a healing home that helps you become the best version of yourself from the inside out.To shop my collection of original fine art and frequency activators visit:>>> http:///artistsarahlongstore.comFor the full alcohol ink art stories experience visit:>>> http:///artistsarahlong.com/courses/shestheone

Welcome to another Art Stories podcast episode by Artist Sarah Long....In case you don't know, Art Stories are inspired by my alcohol ink art paintings.Alcohol ink art will help you create a healing home that helps you become the best version of yourself from the inside out.To shop my collection of original fine art and frequency activators visit:>>> http:///artistsarahlongstore.comFor the full alcohol ink art stories experience visit:>>> http:///artistsarahlong.com/courses/shestheone

Welcome to another Art Story by Artist Sarah Long.The stories are inspired by her alcohol ink art paintings which can be found here; http://www.artistsarahlongstore.comSubscribe to the “Art Stories Project” http://artistsarahlong.com/courses/artstoriesprojectSOCIAL MEDIA: @ArtistSarahLongEMAIL: artistsarahlong@gmail.com

I feel like a grey rainy day in May...But it’s a good day.The trees and flowers are blossoming outside so looks nice and green. It feels very healing.And inside I feel comfortable. It’s warm. Comfy.It smells like a good cup of coffee. Bacon and eggs.It feels like a healing home finally... So I guess you could say, we feel at home today.And I have nice music playing behind me.I’m sitting at my desk, getting ready to dance these fingertips on my keyboard...I’m dressed in sweats. A comfy hoodie that’s too big for me, so it looks really baggy on me, and I love that feeling. My desk is in the corn of the room, it faces the window so She can watch the rain fall and all the people walking by.And I sit there holding my warm cup of tea, cuddled up with a blanket around me, my cats, Kitten and Charlie on top of me, and I daydream. And I daydream....And I write..about my life. About how much hate being alive.About how much I wanna do with my life before I die.About how hard it is to get by.About how good life has been since I died.And that’s today feels like...Right now anyway.That kind of day that it just feels like it’s ok to be....to be at home and to think about things.All the things that sit on the surface of me.The things that bring me both joy and peace.And that’s a great place to be.---ArtistSarahLongStore.com

She wants to leave him.She’s sick and tired of being his mother when he’s supposed to be her lover.But they don’t make love anymore because he doesn’t act like a lover should. He’s lazy.Insecure. Angry. He acts like a baby, and so she has to take care of him and his kids. He thinks he can just come home from work and not do shit. He doesn’t think he should have to clean up and run errands, just because he has a job.He thinks he can sit back on the couch and relax while she does it all.But she has a job too.And she comes home and does all the things he doesn’t do, just to keep things together. She cleans his clothes and makes dinner and takes the kids places and she picks up his shitAnd she’s sick of it.That’s why they don’t sleep in the same bed. She says it’s because he snores too much but it’s really because she doesn’t want his touch. Besides all the other stuff, he doesn’t make love, he just fucks. Plus, he’s a one minute man so sex is pointless.He doesn’t care about her needs, he just wants to get off. So he doesn’t care about intimacy, he cares about himself. So needless to say he’s not the kind of man a woman wants to marry.He’s not a man at all really.He’s not a parent to his kids, he is a kid. He’s a monster and he doesn’t give a shit. And all the times he put her down and made her feel small. All the times he bullied her into coming back, saying things like, "I promise I’ll change," but he always goes back to the same old ways. And now she’s done.She's had enough, and she knows it. She feels it in her gut. And it's not a surprise.There’s only so many times you can be nice...She's tried to a million times to love him for who he is...She forgives him over and over again. She stays for the kids.But now she knows she can't. She knows he doesn’t love himself and she knows he’ll never really change and she wants more than what he’s willing to give.And now she's afraid of him. She's afraid he's gonna really hurt her or the kids. She knows its time for her to go. She knows she will leave eventually. It’s just the "when and how" she has to figure out. Because she knows if she doesn’t plan her move wisely, he might take her out.And it's hard to see good people get caught up in these types of stories. For they never really end well And society doesn't help. But thank God for Angels. They always help. ...If you believe and ask for their help. Lucky for her. She believes...I'm out. -------ArtistSarahLong.com@ArtistSarahLong

The naysayers...The ones that wanna pull ya down when you're feeling up about something you find fun.The ones that wanna squish your bubble of feeling in love.The ones that wanna find a million different reasons why you shouldn’t do what you loveThe ones that wanna poke holes in your imagination and take apart your vision. So they wanna make your goals feel stupid. Like you could never do it...Whatever it is, they wanna make your achievements seem like they aren’t that big of a deal.So the Naysayers, they just don’t wanna see you win, cuz it reminds them of all the things could be doing, but they can’t get it out of themselves cuz their Monster is so big, it keeps them trapped in their doubt. The self-hate...Cuz monsters hate themselves. And unfortunately, ya know, these naysayers are everywhere.They’re your friends.Your family.Your co-workers.Your kids.Your girlfriend.Your boyfriend.Your wife.Husband.The naysayers are the groups that oppose you. They make it hard for you to do what you wanna do.They push you down.They try to take your power away and it won’t always be in obvious ways.In fact, a lot of time’s the naysayers are nice.They can be seemingly kind.And they might even pretend to help you.But be aware for sometimes help is actually hindering you. The help might be their way of co-depending you and if you don’t see how it’s stopping you you might not realize it and it could cause you a lot of resistance.But the good news is, you don’t have to let the naysayers in. You don’t have to let them affect your vibration and you don’t have to accept their opinions.If the people you surround yourself with don’t make you feel good, then they aren’t gonna help you turn pro and that’s totally cool.It just means that you have to be more secure and rooted in who you are. To get there, you just need to accept who you are, and love who you are so much that nothing throws you off.Because self-love helps you put solid boundaries up. But then you have to get good at holding those boundaries up. But just be sure you don't put up boundaries that block you off from giving and receiving love.So the best line of defence is to become someone who is of light and love because there you find the strength to stand up with grace when the naysayers try to take your power away...Ok?Yeah, that makes sense to me...Also, it's important to note that regardless of what your mission is, you have to believe in it. You have to listen to the voice within that tells you to pursue it, because that voice is your intuition. That voice isn't always obvious. But it’s always right...Problem is, most of us are conditioned to ignore it...most of the time. But when you do, that's how you end up letting the naysayers in. And so it’s easy to let them in if you're still on the fence.If you don't trust yourself.If your beliefs have doubts.Doubts cause holes between you and your goals and that’s why they never work out. So my advice to you is, do the work to become your biggest fan.Become the best damn parent a human can have. Become someone who does the work every day to get in alignment with their passion and purpose...Do the work to practice the art of self-mastery like it’s your religion.Do the work to become someone that is outstanding, by standing within. And then the naysayers can’t get in, for they can’t reach you when you’re in a different world.Ok.I think I’ve said enough for today.Would you like a cup of coffee.Yes, please...Ok, but don’t forget, coffee stains your teeth and could potentially lead&

Sometimes bad things happen to other people because of us. Maybe it's something you did or said. Or maybe something bad happened to someone because of someone else but you were there, and some how it’s your fault things went the way they did....Either way, beating yourself for tragedies you caused or were involved with is really a selfish thing to do, because guess what?Blame, and shame and guilt only leads us to hating ourselves. And self hate is destructive and the emotional pain then leads to diseases in each layer of being...And so needless to say, self hate lowers the frequency, which keeps the momentum of pain going. And society enforces it. We're indoctrinated with to become this way at a very early age. And then we go school and our self worth is determined by grades. And it’s degrading when we don’t get a pass. When we give it everything we got but we don’t fit in. When we are who we are but it’s not accepted. And thus, over time the stories of our lives become this one storyline of never feeling loved....Which makes ya feel like we aren’t good enough. And that’s why self-hate is hurting us.But we can change the imprint....Instead of feeling bad about you did, or didn’t do, you need to seek forgiveness....You can do this by accepting that life is a series of lessons, each lesson designed to force you to grow and become a higher version of yourself.And thus, some stories will be hard and dark if that's what you came here for. Some stories will cause trauma and severe shock if that's what you came here for. Some stories will lead to death. Like Murders...Or Suicide.Or Abortion...Some stories will break hearts...But the story is what you came for. To experience the highs and lows. To learn and grow...To learn and grow.But that's only if you do the work...So the reality is your side of the story has the lessons you came to learn, and what happens to other people involved in the story is their side of the story. Which means they have their perspective and lessons to learn.And since you can’t change what happened. You can’t erase the events.But the past is the past, it doesn’t actually exists, which means you can Let it go, and you can forgive and learn from it. If you want to. You can do the work to see with Love.You can then teach and share your wisdom with other humans...To be someone that owns their actions...So you can confidently say, yes this happened because of me, but this is who I’ve become because of it....Thus, no matter the story, the question to ask yourself is, who have you become because of it?Are you someone who acts from a place of self-hate?Is your monster in your way?Is some version of fear your main personality trait?If so then you need to know you are a menace to society and it’s not an acceptable way to be, for as human beings are at a critical time in the world right now.We are being called to awaken to the Truth. To unite in Love and enter into the new world. The age of Aquarius is upon us. And in the world, there is no tolerance for fear my Loves....Here in the new world, we are of good cheer.Here we are about good news.We see the Truth.We become Someone who helps.Someone who is an uplifter. Someone who is a master of Self.Someone who is aligned with Love.We are of light and love, and here you are forgiven, and you are loved unconditionally.This is the path of least resistance, whether you believe it or not.Thus, the new world is right here where you are, so don’t believe or believe, the choice is yours.

What I'm talkin' about is, just because you marry someone doesn’t mean they’re the one.It doesn’t mean the relationship is gonna last forever...Forever is an illusion. And just cuz you get married doesn’t mean you can’t have fun. Or be attracted to other humans. After all, we are all human.But marriage is like walking into a prison if you ask me because you’ve tied yourself and them in a knot, and now you’ve become one with someone, which blocks you off from yourself.So now instead of being free to be who you really are, you're tied down.And some people like that.They like not having to be alone.They like not having control cause then it means they don’t have to try so hard to become who they really are.So marriage is for people who aren’t free if you ask me. Marriage makes people think they need someone to make them feel happy. They think they need a knot so happiness never leaves.So this person will always be there with me no matter what the situation. Till death do us part. But I just think that way of thinking is sooo fucked up...People change.We grow...Sometimes we grow apart. Sometimes we grow together.So to make something so official is like lying to yourself. And relying on someone else to be your source of happiness will never work out.And I’m not crazy for thinking this way...The evidence is there if you really peek behind the veil and see how many marriages fail around 5 years...And I just think it’s because tying the knot doesn’t really feel like Love once the knot is all tied up.So it’s clear...Marriage doesn’t really make the world a better place. It doesn’t make love more real.It makes it fake. And in most cases, it makes love leave.So why do humans still participate in this strange way of doing things?Oh, I know.It makes them feel like they’ve achieved a goal.It makes them feel like they're part of a social norm. Like they found someone they can use to conform to an ideology that slowly depletes the Soul.And most people don’t realize it’s happening until they get in it. And then when they get in it and they feel the resistance it starts to feel like a prison, and that’s when the Monster reacts with attacks. That’s why lovers have spats and that leads to domestic abuse, all because they can’t cut the noose...That’s why they act out and do things that don’t feel good. That’s why they stop having sex and that intimate connection. That’s why they look for ways to escape the need to always be part of the family.So that’s why someone is always away.Or working long hours every day.Or spending time by the slot machines, gambling the money away. So needless to say, marriage is good for businesses like counselors and drug dealers and liquor stores, and places you can buy things, like shopping malls and food courts, because people who feel trapped have a place to go to fill their voids by buying things that help them feel good for a short period of time. For a short period of time. For a short period of time.And that’s how they end up in debts.That’s how they end up cheating and having random sex.And that’s how the lies and betrayal start to add up and break the hearts of the one they said they’d love. That’s how the lies and betrayal start to add up and break the hearts of the one they said they’d love. They said they’d always love. They said till death do us part. They said through sickness and in health...And thus, what was once a loving relationship becomes a living nightmare and it’s hard to wake up. To get out.People get afraid of the shame. They care too m

Yeah, it’s been a minute but I’m back with it.And no, I’m not the same girl.No...No, I’m not the same girl.I don’t know who I am exactly but you knew that already, so, I guess maybe nothing has changed in that way, but I am different in a lot of ways.But everyone is changing nowadays so I’m not the only one feelin' a bit cray-cray.No. No, I'm not. The world is shifting to a new frequency and what I know for sure is it is exciting. But change is never pretty. In order to go to where we wanna be, it sometimes means we have to fall apart in order to fall together at a higher level.And it takes time.Which is the hardest part to accept I think.It’s the time it takes to go from having all the pieces of yourself all over the place to then doing the work to put the pieces of yourself back in place in a way that feels great.And it takes a lot of guesswork at first...So all you can do is try to sift and sort, and so you do and days and weeks and years go by and for a long time, it can feel like you're not making any progress at all.But you are.Every day is an etch in your etch-a-sketch of life. And if understand how to use an etch-a-sketch, then you know that it can be a really slow way to draw something out. But if you're careful.If you set your intention on a vision that is for your highest and best good, and you pace yourself so you allow each etch to be in alignment with your quest, you will eventually sketch something epic. So it's important to remember that nothing is permanent. And once again, the etch a sketch is a good reminder of how all it takes is one shake, and just like that, all your hard work could be erased. And that can seem like a bad thing, but it's always another opportunity to recreateSo it's good to know, we can always start fresh if we want a do-over. But I know from my own long and dark road of false highs and true lows and trying to put myself back together, it can really hard on the mind sometimes. And after while it can feel like there's no point to life. And I know first hand how hard it is to get back up. I know what it's like to get stuck and wanna recluse..The hibernation syndrome is a slippery slope...Especially if you don’t get enough vitamin D3 and K2. These two nutrients will help support your mood, and ensure your bones are solid and secure so you have enough strength to get back up no matter the falls.No matter the falls. No matter the falls. So the good news is, there is good news, yes there is...If you feel down, there is hope. Sometimes we just need some supplementation to give us a helping hand out of our dark holes. And then the helping hand can lead you to a new point of view, which will then lead you to new ideas and new breakthroughs, which will lead you to good news and new opportunities that will take you to a new world. A new life.So what I’m saying is vitamin D3 deficiency is a very serious problem that leads to a lot of symptoms that we could prevent if it was taken more seriously. I’m talking like 25,000-50,000IU a day as a way to prevent and heal a lot diseases like:MSArthritisCancers Asthma.Heart diseaseDepression Chronic PainIrritable bowelThe fluPMSJust to name a few.Oh, and calcium and magnesium are very important too. So there you go.Now you’re empowered with information that can help you become a better version of yourself, if you choose to do the work, and invest in your health.I’m out.--------@ArtStoriesProjectwww.ArtistSarahLong.comwww.ArtistSarahLongStore.com

She came and left just like that and that’s what’s been keeping me stuck. Cuz, when she came she came in so fast. With so much intensity. So much passion and certainty. It’s like she knew me. She knew who I was and who I wanted to be and she helped me bring out those parts of me, that was missing.And I never loved someone as much as I loved her...so quickly. She had this effect.It’s hard to describe it because on the surface it isn’t obvious.Not at all. But when she touches you the way she touched me, you know you’ll never be the same again. And that’s what she did to me.She changed me.And then she left, just like that. No warning signs, and no goodbye.It was like she just disappeared into thin air like she wasn’t even there. And now I feel lost...Empty.Like something’s missing, again...and it’s really affecting my frequency. So my question is...Where is she?Who was she?Will she come back to find me?Or will I always be left feeling like this?Like what?Heart broken...--------------ArtistSarahLong.comArtistSarahLongStore.com@ArtistSarahLong

What I know about pain is that it is a sign to change. When things get hard in some way...Whether it’s on the inside, or on the outside if it hurts then you’re on the verge of an emergence, OK?Maybe it’s a new version of yourself...A new version of something else.Maybe it’s the death of something and thus, the birth of what’s next. But that’s the great thing about change, it’s always happening. There is no ending and beginnings, simply new chapters. And thus, I want to remind myself that even though it feels scary and hard sometimes, just remember to stay focused on feeling good.Stay grounded.Stay connected to the Truth. Listen to the birds.Spend time by the ocean.Make art every day. Surround yourself with colour energy..Play with your pets.Meditate.Take a nice bath...Clean your home and get rid of the clutter that keeps you stuck in the past.If you do you will rise above all the hard stuff...You’ll soar like a hawk and you’ll be free to create a new reality...A reality inspired by the Grace of God.-------------@ArtistSarahLongArtistSarahLong.comArtistSarahLongStore.com

Yo, look don’t be offended when I call you a Monster Ok.That’s just your monster makin' ya feel that way, which is precisely why you need to do the work to change your programming.If you did, then you would feel the difference in your cells, and then you wouldn’t act out in ways that make your Monster come out, ya dig?And that’s why I’m saying, don’t take this personal cuz it’s not personal bro... It’s just a byproduct of growing up raised by Monster's parents, who had Monster parents, who had monster parents, so we all come from monster seeds, so it’s not surprising to see that we all do monster things.So the problem isn’t you, it’s the imprinting in you.It’s the “if-then” codes of conditioning...They create these coping mechanisms and personality traits that make you self-hate, by doing things that don’t make you look great. And so when something happens in your world, it sends a message to your hard drive, and then you get a response based on the way you’ve been conditioned to feel about whatever’s going on.And that’s when your Monster comes out and gives a response, and that’s why it’s hard to stop the momentum of being who you are.But the good news is you can control who comes out...You can change your programming, from the inside out, by becoming the harddrive of yourself. You can indoctrinate yourself with new information about light and love so that the information goes into your cells and then that’s who you’ll become...Someone who is full of good information.And so I just want you to know you have the power to create your reality based on the information you imprint yourself with.That’s it.------ArtistSarahLongStore.com

What comes of this?This pandemic and the crash of the economy and all the layoffs and the job losses? There has to be a bigger plan.God wouldn’t kick us down and then keep us there, for that wouldn’t be fair. So there is always something better on the other side of despair.But in the meantime...How do we bridge the gaps between falling apart and putting ourselves back together?I don’t know.Something like this is pretty fucked up and I don’t think we’ve done this before.But I don’t think it was a mistake, for everything has it's divine timing if you ask me.I know for me when my life fell apart, it was a slower process then the COVID thing.I had some time to plan my demise a bit better than what some people are facing right now. And then I got lucky in a way because I was always financially ok. Not great. Always some uncertainty, but I was ok. Lucky for me I live a very simple life. I didn’t need much but I didn’t have my health, so that really sucked.And when I reflect back on those days...The cancer stuff.The breakup.The mastectomy.The radiation.The grief.The fear.The what the fuck am I doing here...The energy of it all was piling up so fast, I couldn’t slow it down. And between me and you, things got progressively worse for a while, because I didn’t know what I know now.But something I did do, that I believe kept me together in spite of it all falling apart, was my quest to become the highest ideal version of myself.And maybe that’s because I realized I could die sooner than I wanted to which make me realize how much I hated who I was because who I was was a lie and I was not having fun.And more than I didn’t wanna die, I didn’t wanna die never being who I really was. So I started to indoctrinate myself with new information about light and love and I empowered myself with a life plan, which is not something I had ever done. Then made some big audacious goals and I documented my journey to achieving those goals so that I could keep myself accountable.And that’s what gave me the self-awareness I needed to stay true to my vision. To stay focused on the solution, so I wouldn’t focus on the facts and all setbacks, because that’s what brings ya down, and you can’t get up when you think you’re down, because you can’t think greater than how you feel. Anyway, long story short, what I did to get back up did kill me for sure. And dying is hard. Very hard. But my death was necessary because now I feel free to be the real me.And that’s the best part about falling apart...You get to fall together on a higher level and become who you were meant to be.And that’s what we all want.We just wanna be our true self.The self that is free to love unconditionally.So I guess I just wanna say, even though the world is going through some very dramatic changes, and it might feel very scary. You need to remember that how you feel affects everything. And sure, You can subscribe to the fear very easily. You can become the kind of person who needs to be part of the problem, or you can do the work to keep your frequency high.If you do, that will help you stay in the receiving mode, which will help you find your way home. Thus, it’s time to rise.To get brutally honest with yourself.To tap into new skills, and new ways to serve.And I know it’s gonna be hard to start.And if you’re alone it can be very lonely...But just know, you’re never alone.Spirit loves you more than you know.And things are always working out for your highest and best.BELIEVE in that and watch law of attraction bring to you all the people, places, and opportunities you need to feel safe and secure.T

It’s hard for people to be themselves when deep down, or not that far down, they actually hate themselves.That’s why so many people struggle to be in love...That’s why they suffer from depression.That’s why they get angry and upset, and that’s why they bully and act out in ways that look like rage.It’s cuz they aren’t free to be themselves.So it’s like your monster is always shooting you in the foot, causing you to feel bad about yourself. So it’s hard to take the right steps forward if your feet have holes.And if you can’t move forward to where you wanna go, you will never feel whole.So needless to say, when self-hate is in the way it can be hard to change your ways. And the only way to really be free to be yourself is to kill your monster from the inside out.And it’s not easy.It’s easy to fill in the holes with people, and things as a way to feel satisfied for a short period of time.And that’s why the world’s become a consumer-driven conundrum.We have a lot of adults walking around with holes in the feet, and so they just go out and buy things they don’t really need, and it’s causing things like global warming, amongst other things.But the way to heal the holes is to stay at Home and create a healing home.Create a space that feels safe and comfortable.Take time to really get to know who you are. To know your self. Become the silent observer of who’s in your head and heart and document how they think and feel about all the times they felt left out.And then do the work to make them feel loved.Do things like give yourself a hug.Take a hot bath...Move your body.Paint with alcohol inks, and I promise you, you do this daily, eventually, you find peace, and the holes in your feet will fill in and you’ll feel whole again. Do you understand what I am saying?I know this sounds crazy.But it works.Trust me. I did it for me, and look what I've done...And look who I've become. Thank you for listening.--------------------@ArtStoriesProjectArtistSarahlongStore.comhey@ArtistSarahLong.com

Losing someone you love...Feeling the effects of grief when you're young...old...either way, it’s so hard to know how to process the emotions, which is why most of us don’t.I know I didn’t.And I know it’s what it killed me more than anything. Carrying them around for so long was so hard and heavy. And I didn’t realize it was happening until I was forced to go within and look at why I was self-destructing. And then when I started to face all the pain...The loss of losing Beverley.The grief caused by my broken family...The pain I buried from all the times my exes cheated on me.The grief of never really wining...Never able to achieve my goals because I was in so much pain, and the pain controlled everything...It dictated my every move. How I thought and how I felt about what was possible.And so my moves were never really good because I never felt good.I always hurt.And the hurt caused my body to ache.And the aches took me away from perusing my dreams...so I was never free.I was trapped in this prison of frustration for most of my life, and I didn’t realize why life never felt right.I thought it was me. So grief...It’s devastating.It ruins everything.But I feel blessed to know what I know. Most people don’t realize that grief is creating their reality, and how it takes over your head and heart and creates your Monster.And Monsters will own you if you don’t know who you are. But once you realize who’s running your show, you can’t let it go, and you have to do the work to grow.That’s what I realized anyway.So I did the work to become a higher version of myself so I could find my personal power. I had to let the grief go so I could re-connect with my heart and give her the love she’s been missing since the losses tore us apart. And it takes time...It takes time to get to know yourself. Your true self.The self you couldn’t be....The self you couldn’t be because grief was always in the way...But when you take down the walls and see what you really want. What really lights you up....To know what it really feels like to feel good and what really doesn’t, you really do become someone else.And it's a good thing.It’s so good it’s hard to comprehend when pain is all you’ve ever been.So it's different when you act from a place of self-love...When you come from your heart, the heart wants very different things than what your monster wants, so doing the work to take down the walls you’ve put up and to let go of all the fears and false beliefs that keep you stuck...Well, it's a process.It takes time to stop the momentum of who you’ve become and to then become who you really are. But the good news is one day you will feel differently. One day you won’t feel like your suffocating in pain... You won’t feel like you don’t have to say and you’ll be free to say how you feel and mean what you say. To me, this is the art of self-mastery and it can only be achieved through the daily practice of finding self-awareness, through the art of Self-soothing. By giving to yourself like a lover should.Thus, to heal the pain you must care about yourself more than anyone else because you're the only one who will ever be there for yourself.You're the only one who can pick you up.Who can have your back when things fall apart.Who can put yourself back together. And so in order to be that person you need, you have to let go of all the sad emotions you’ve been carrying around. But it does work if you commit to the practice, If you follow the regime.If you become a love machine and you raise your freque

Most of us come from hard starts.We have rough childhoods that cause us to create rough adulthoods, and so most of us are stuck in the hood.And we all know the hood ain’t pretty.The hood can humble you...But the hood can humble you if you let it. The hood can teache you how to fend for yourself.The hood gives you stories to learn from if you’re willing to do the work. But to learn is a choice, isn't it?Just like it’s a choice to wake up and brush your teeth...To read and to empower yourself with good news.Every day we wake up with choices. We can choose to let our current reality keep us stuck. We can choose to be a victim.We can choose to stay a hood rat and let the other rats keep us trapped.Or we can choose to practice the art of self-mastery...We can choose to rise above what keeps us stuck no matter what.We can do whatever it takes and create a vision for yourself that’s so audacious it feels impossible, and aim for that.And every day wake up and invest in that.Invest in your craft. Invest in yourself.Invest in feeling good.And let humility, and work ethic lead you to higher grounds.Believe it’s possible or don’t believe, you choose what to believe and beliefs create your reality.That is all I wanted to say.Thank you for listening....Good day.

It’s a good day to This is nowYesterday was then. Tomorrow is coming but it’s not for certain, my friend. Tomorrow is an illusionIllusion aren’t real.Illusions are real if you think they’re real.What is real anyway?Something you can see...Ok.Seeing is perspective, and perspective changes everything.What is everything?All of the things we can imagine?So then everything is fake if imagination isn’t real. So nothing is real.But no thing is something if you want it to be. Like two cents can feel worthless, but some cents is better than no cents, ya dig?So I’d rather be a real something than a fake nothing would you agree?Or do you disagree?Don’t answer me.Your opinion doesn’t matter to me.I’m just thinking out loud to my self...Whoever that is...It’s still something I’m trying to figure out.But I know I never will.So what’s the point in being here?I don’t know dear?Where are we going now that we’re here?No where dear.We are staying right here...It’s a nice place to be.So it makes sense to me.It’s better than running...Running is hard on the knees.And the knees need you to honor their feelings. So do your feet.So it’s good to stay and grow and dig your roots deep.It's good to find a place to stay safe.It's good to find a place to feel safe.Like this place...It’s full of everything you need.So your needs will always be met.You’ll always have good sex.You’ll always have a nice paycheck.You’ll always have cool cats.Cats are nice to have.Cats are nice to cuddle with.Cats are nice to pet.It’s nice to have pets.Pets make you feel loved when you don’t have a human to love.Humans are hard to love when they don’t love their human self. Self is hard to love if you’ve felt shamed and guilt for being who you are.Shame makes us cover-up.Cover up causes a lot of problems.Problems keep you stuck.Stuck is hard to get out of.So is quicksand.Once you’re in it you need a helping hand.Sometimes a lot of hands.Where do you find hands when your stuck in no man's land?Oh, I know...You call someone you know.What if you don’t know anyone with hands, bro?Then you're stuck in quicksand forever yo..Where is no man's land?I don’t even know.Some place unknown.How do you get there?I don’t even know?How do you find your way home?You don’t.Yes, you do...All you have to do is find your heart.She’ll lead you to wherever you want to go...I don’t know where I wanna go, but going is fun.So think about this hun...You have so many options if you let yourself, love.Have you thought about this?Thought about what?How much you’re afraid to love?Do you think that’s what keeps your heartbroken?Heartbreaks are hard to fix.Especially if you don’t fix them quick...Cuz then you risk the broken pieces goin' missin'And where do they go when the pieces go when they go missin?They seem like they disappear into thin air like they weren’t even there. So how do you fill in the cracks when you don’t have all the right equipment?Oh I know, you find new pieces and fill them by raising the frequency.Fill the holes in with someone new and interesting.But remember, Heartbreak isn’t real is just an illusion.Love is always here if you choose it.Love is always here if you choose it.Choose to see with love.Cuz Love is a drug and drugs are fun if they have good ingredients.I choose Cannabis.Cannabis is love.What’s is love m

Hey bro, what's up with you?Not much. Just been thinking about stuff. Like what?Oh, you know how I made a plan but it didn’t go as planned.I dunno what happened and to be honest, I have no idea where I am and I don’t know what’s happening or what the fack I’m supposed to do next. And I hate that cuz I like to know what to expect. All I can tell you is I’m being forced to do things that seem pointless.She calls it self-soothing and she says it's worth the time it takes.And I’m like, this chick is gone cray-cray...Self-soothing is a great way to waste time if ya ask me.And I think we need to back to reality.We need to start working harder if we're ever going to achieve our dreams.But she never listens to me anymore.Instead, she just chills and she daydreams about really boring things.What’s she daydream about?Oh, you know...Sometimes she dreams about heaven on earth, sometimes it’s water parks and waterslides. Sometimes it’s warm apple pie.And It’s messed up because she was never like this until then cancer shit happened.Ever since then, she’s completely lost itAnd I’ve tried to talk to her about it.I told her she needs to let go of the fairytale and come back to the real world....But she just ignored me like my opinion didn’t matter.Then I tried to suffocate her in her sleep just to scare her a bit so she’d see that I'm necessary to her existence as a human being. But it didn’t work.And now she blames me for all her pain...But I’m like, not surprised because that’s typical.People like her can’t ever take responsibility for themselves.She can’t admit that she’s the reason I freaked out, because she’s not listening to me and I demand to be heard. But instead of listening to me, she writes these letters to someone named Beverley and she tells her about her plans to create a new reality.She talks about her new life in the afterlife and so I’m like, where is she going...?Did she already go and is that why I feel like a ghost?So did she die?Or did I?And is that why I can’t get through to her like I could before? So then are we in two different worlds?This is what I don't know, and this is why I don’t know who I am or where I am and why I am...or who I am. But I what I do know is for certain, is that I will not accept this kind of treatment anymore.And the way I see it, if she wants to ignore me, I’ll just have to keep giving her neck pain and maybe some restless legs and a few canker sores so she knows how it feels not be free to express yourself.Maybe then she’ll stop pretending I don’t exist.Maybe then she’ll realize I’m the one she needs to make amends with. Until then, her plans to be great will never work out.How can they when I’m the one who helps her do the work. The work that works.I don’t sit around all day and daydream. I get things done.Ok. Keep telling yourself that but nothing you ever do is ever fun. And that’s why I don’t want to listen to you anymore. And yes I can still hear you, through the door.I just don’t need you anymore...So you can try to hurt me but I’m surrounded by light and love, so good luck. But if you decide to raise your frequency and start listening to me and what I want, then maybe we can be friends again.Until then...Your dead to me.--------------------@ArtistSarahLongwww.ArtistSarahLongStore.comwww.ArtistSarahLong.com

These ones for you...I’ve been thinking about you. You Black people. You White people. You yellow people. You red people. Orange people. Green people. Blue people. Purple people.Rich people. Poor people. People with a limp. People with a lisp. People with cancer, Alzheimer’s, dementia, Parkinson’s, MS, fibromyalgia, diabetes, Hashimoto’s, Crohn’s, chronic fatigue, heart disease. People who are gay, people who are straight. People who are bi. People who lie. People tell the truth. People go to school. People who have a degree. People have a Ph.D. People who have nothing. People who have fancy things. People have nice cars. People who walk. People who take the bus. People who use plastic bags. People who use reusable bags. People who don’t have bags. People who eat organic foods. People who don’t eat. People who snore when they sleep. People who commit heinous crimes. People who do prison time. People who never get caught for their crimes. People who steal, people who give. People who laugh really hard at stupid shit. People who don’t laugh at all. People with straight teeth. People with crooked teeth. People who read. People who can’t read. People who hurt babies. People who are babies. People who didn’t breast-feed. People who have big breasts. People who have no breasts. People who have sex. People who are afraid of sex. People who were raped. People who rape. People who take. People who make love. People who use lotion. People with nice skin. People with long hair. People with short hair. People who kill. People who care about people who killed. People who fly planes. People who do amazing things like jump off of high buildings. People who drive fast. People who drive slow. People who do drugs. People who don’t. People who have kids and people that can’t. People that don’t want kids so they don’t.People who invest in stocks and bonds. People who invest in nothing at all. People who own homes. People who don’t feel safe at home. People who have nice clothes. People who wear uniforms. People who don’t have clothes. People who don’t like hip-hop. People who don’t like country. People who love hip-hop. People who love country. People who believe in Jesus. People who believe in Spirit. People who have Spirit. People who’ve lost their soul. People who have no place to call home. People who like mayo. People who like ketchup. People who think they rule the world. People who have lost hope. People who carry guns. People who carry love. People who smoke cigarettes. People who toke cannabis. People who take hot baths. People who take cold showers. People who dye their hair. People with gray hair. People who have short hair. People who are boys. People who are girls. People who are both boy and girl. People who transform from boy to girl. People transform from girl to boy. People who don’t identify with a specific gender type. People who cry. People who keep all their tears inside. People with big dicks. People with big clits. People with small balls. People with tall vaginas. People who come from China. People who hate China. People who use MacIntosh. People who love windows. People who vote liberal. People who vote conservative. People who have two moms. People who don’t have a mom. People who are orphans. People who adopt orphans. People who are cops. People who hate cops. People who are happy. People who are sad. People who are angry and upset. People who never get upset. People who love cars. People who buy baseball cards. People who drink wine. People who hate wine. People who drink tea. People who drink coffee. People who say mean things. People who uplift with words of encouragement. People who come from hard times. People who cause hard times. People who use clotheslines. People with bags under their eyes. People who need a ride. People who give rides. People who commit suicide. People who wanna die. People who spend time by the ocean side watching the tides. People who write about how they feel in

We usually don’t realize how much something is fucking us up until about ten years after the trauma.I think that’s because we’re not taught how to deal with emotions. So no one does. Instead, we run away from them. We distract ourselves.We find things to do that feel good and it Usually involves things that doesn’t do a body good.And that’s how our Monsters get worse.It’s what happens when you shut your emotions off. When you ignore them.It’s literally the same as closing the door in someone’s face, only it’s your own face.it’s your own heart.It’s your inner child and they aren’t happy about certain things that happened in your past and they don’t know how to process the pain.But what they really want is to feel loved.The wanna cry and let the rage out.They wanna know they aren’t alone.And they get even more upset the longer you go keeping the door close.And no matter what you do to block them out they don’t go away. They stay. They bang on your brains. They will make you do crazy things. They’ll make you self hate in a variety of ways and the self-hate will cause you to do mean things...Especially to the people closest to you because they’re close to you. And you know you do it...You know you have these personality traits that don’t make you look great.You know you do stuff you’re not proud of and the resistance within causes the pain to build up more and more momentum.You then the frustration causes you to get even more aggressive in your approach to shutting your feelings out.You put up walls and you bury yourself in stuff.You turn the music up so you can’t hear how much they hurt. How much they need you to care about yourself. But they can hear you. And they see you. Because the walls are see-through...And the reality is we can only live like this for so long.Eventually, one of you is gonna lose control, and freak out...And that’s when someone will kill themselves or you’ll finally stop ignoring the pain and face yourself.Either way, the only way to win the war within is to heal the heart.To take down the walls and go through all the stuff you’ve put up that’s blocking you off.And to open the door and let your feelings come out.But be sure that when you do that you have surround yourself with light and love so that you feel supported as you fall apart.The more you do this process, the more you’ll let go of all the stuff that makes you feel miserable, and eventually, you won’t feel the way you always did because your monster won’t be in the background making you feel like shit.Instead, you’ll feel at peace.You’ll feel loved.You’ll be free. This is how you get control of yourself and your life and create an extraordinary life.This is what we all want.But most of us aren’t willing to do the work to stop being who we’ve become long enough to change the momentum.And that’s why we’re all in for quite a ride...But the good news is, it’s never too late to start creating a new life...You just have to be willing to...die.

Yeah so I got a lot to say, there's a lot of things I've been thinking about lately and I just wanted to share them with you cuz it seems to me like there’s a lot of strange things going on behind the scenes, and I don’t know about you but I just don’t think anything is what it seems.Too many questions and too much chaos happening all at once and look at what it’s doing to us? It's making us fight for justice.Fight for equality.Fight to stop history from once again repeating itself over and over again.It’s causing the frustration within to act out and protest for a cause we call black lives matter, which is in fact funded by a white guy who goes by the name of George Soros.Whom by the way doesn’t actually give a shit about equality. So more than anything it’s just a ploy to fight for a cause that isn’t going away. But how can it when it’s become a self-fulling prophecy?Cuz if black lives mattered we wouldn't need to call it Black lives matter, because black lives would just matter. All people would matter.And the racism wouldn't be obvious like it is. And so if you think I’m out of line for suggesting this guy is part of corporate crime, then ask yourself...Why didn’t black lives matter to this extent when there wasn’t a pandemic?When it wasn't an election year?So why is George Floyd’s case such a sensitive situation, when we all know cops kill black people, yeah it goes on all the time am I right?So what...Is George Gloyd more special than all the other innocent black people that've been killed by cops...So people like Aura Rosser, and Breonna Taylor, and Stephon Clark and Alton Sterling and Tanisha Anderson?Just to name a few...Or is it because George Floyd's death was caught on camera that we care more about this than we cared about them?Because you have to agree that it's really odd timing that this sorta thing happened the way it did, given the hard times with the COVID shit. And when we look at all the pieces of things, the reality is media controls everything, and their objective is to manipulate the narrative so human beings don’t feel safe.Why would they do such a thing?Because then humans will panic and do crazy things which weakens your body field, suppressing your immune system, causing you to self-sabotage in ways that make you buy things you don’t really need, just to fill the voids of never feeling peace. And so the question is, are all these things really happening or is it just part of the illusion? Is George Floyd even really dead?Did 4 cops really standby and let some bystander record their crimes?Cuz that just blows my mind, unless they aren't really cops. Or maybe someone paid them to play the part as part of the plan to control the world. Who’s plan is it?It’s hard to say.I’m sure it’s all orchestrated by a group of old white guys who control the economy.So how do we know this isn't just another way to divide and distract us from what really matters the most, which is the awakening we need to achieve in order to save the world...In order to stop the control.The awakening we need in order to see the truth?The awakening we need in order to create the New World.A new world where racism and segregation is no longer part of our world. And we were so close.The downtime brought to us by COVID 19 was designed to help you slow down the momentum and change your perspective on things. And it was working. But then BOOM. The race war begins. What a great way to send you back to sleep. What a great way to send you back to sleep. What a great way to send you back to sleep.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, so my weakest color energy is orange yo, which is why I find it hard to be entrepreneur yo, even though I know I am one, it's in my blood bro. But so is the energy from my karmic imprinting which is a lot of fear and uncertainty so it makes it really hard for me to believe I can achieve my dreams. And it's not that my dreams are really that big of a deal if you ask me. It's not that they were unrealistic. More than anything, more than anything, more than anything, I just wanna be happy ya know. I wanna feel the feelings of feeling in love because I never really had that ya know. But I can feel a shift my energy lately and it seems like, it seems like, it seems like the more I surround myself with color energy, the more I fall in love with myself, the more I feel the confidence to be the entrepreneur I wanna be. And I wanna be as good as GaryVee. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I know I know, he could've manipulated his entire story to make it look like he's as awesome as he seems. But I doubt it. I think he's genuinely a really awesome person just like he seems. And what I like about Gary Vee is ya know, he can just be himself ya know. He's so real and so good with people, it just seems like he really gives a fuck about the individual. And he's taught me how to be a more loving human being. And he's taught me how to be a more loving human being. And he's taught me how to be a more loving human being. And that's what I needed to see because being a loving human being doesn't come natural to me. I think it's my monster but it's hard to say. It could just be me Anyway, I'm just sayin' I think that's the solution to being happy and successful. Is to see with love and to let go of the need to control outcomes. -------------------If you value my art stories, please share like a share bear. Thank you. - @ArtistSarahLong- http://artistsarahlong.com

Do you wish you didn’t leave so much?Do you wish you around more for her when she was young? When she was being controlled and manipulated by him...Do you wish you did more to stop it?To step in and take her out of that toxic situation.Do you wish you fought harder to protect her so she didn’t become a victim?I know she wishes you did.Because she deals with the grief every day, to this day.She wishes someone cared enough to stop what was happening. To stop the abuse. To say hey this isn’t OK, you asshole, go away. And she wishes someone showed her how awesome she was before she started to hate herself in every way, and the Monster she’s become as a way to protect herself from the likes of him. Which actually caused her to become a magnet for people like him. But don’t worry friend...She forgives you cuz that's who she is. But me...I'm still pissed because I don’t understand why you did what you did. And I just want answers which I know I’ll probably never get. But that doesn’t mean I’m not gonna pursue this. I am committed to taking her pain away fully and completely, so whoever caused it is gonna pay. Thank you for listening...Good Day.

I don’t even know you...Do I?I mean, I remember pieces of you.I remember your smell and the way your home felt. I remember your laugh and the way you held your glass of wine and the way you looked when you were having a good time.And I remember you liked to have a good time. I think that’s why I loved about you so much....you showed me what it was like to have fun. To be in love. To feel loved. But, sometimes I wonder if maybe I made you up?Or maybe what I remember of you is only like 1% of you and maybe the rest of you wasn’t what I thought. The sides of you I didn’t see.The sides I didn’t get to know because you weren’t around much...Cuz you guys always had be down south, didn’t ya?Which always made me wonder...What was so good about down south?And I aspired to find out!And I did.I went to your favorite place, and I’ll be honest I didn’t see why it was so great. And so I don’t think it was worth always leaving me...if you know what I mean. But maybe you just had different priorities then.Maybe you didn’t love the way I thought you did. Maybe you were just the kind of person that just did your own thing...And maybe that’s why she’s the way she is and I’m the way I am. Maybe we all needed you and you didn’t want to be needed so you left us in constant disappointment.And I confess...I’ve been in that state of being since you left.But I digress.I just wanted to say I miss you like crazy, and sometimes I wonder why? It’s been so long since you died sometimes I wonder if you were even real or just another illusion in my mind's eye?

Yo, what's up?Not much, ummm but I do confess, I just wanna get something off my chest. It's not that I'm upset, it's just that I have this weight of resentment I’ve been carrying since you did what you did. Because the truth is I tried to pretend it didn’t happen. But I know it did because I know things I sometimes wish I didn’t. So I confess, I always saw the inconsistencies in you but I didn’t wanna believe they were true.I have a tendency to see the good in people even though they aren’t good people.And you...I see how you controlled and manipulate everything I did, just so I wouldn’t become who I really am.And I see how insecure you are and how much you hate yourself, even though you think you don’t.Which causes you to lie and defend your self.And I see how much you’re afraid to love so you try to force love but it never works out. So then you feel even more insecure when love doesn’t love you back, and I see how not feeling loved makes you attack. And that’s when your coping mechanisms and the strange things you do really come through everything you do.And I’m not trying to make you feel bad about yourself, I just want to help you out, by letting you know, you let your Monster out and you got sloppy in your approach, so the truth leaked out.And so I saw all the strange things you said just to cover up what you did. Like the crimes you committed. The break and enter, and the pre-meditated murder, and then the actual murder itself.And for awhile, I was trapped between two worlds. Struggling to make sense of what happened to my self. I thought maybe I was the one that killed her. But that’s because I didn’t want to believe it was you. But now I know it was and it sucks cuz I hate when hurt people hurt people. But the health detective in me is laughing hysterically because I know you think you got away with it. I know you sit back watching me drown in my quest, and you're just waiting for me to go back to the way things were before. When you were in control...When you thought you were so slick. When you thought your plan went perfect.But guess what?You fucked with the wrong chick...Killing me was the worst thing you could do because I'm back from the dead and I have all the information I need to expose you. So stay tuned. I just wanted to warn you...I’m on the loose.And like I said I'm not upset but I just have to tie up my loose ends. -----------------@ArtistSarahLonghttp://www.artistsarahlong.com

I wonder what she’s like now.I wonder if she’s become a better version of herself and if she loves herself unconditionally...I wonder if she has a good relationship with her kids and I wonder if she’s a good parent. A good mother? I wonder if she’s a good lover...Is her marriage to her husband fulfilling...?Are they happy or does she just pretend to be?Does her work make her feel good and is she still growing?Is she happy where she’s going...where she’s been?And I wonder if I’ll ever see her again.I wonder if I did, would we still be good friends.And I wonder if I did, would we still be good friends.Would we still laugh like we did when we were kids?Would she still understand me in a way no one else ever did, but she always did?I wonder if she’d think I was crazy for doing what I did...All these things to wonder about as I sit here by the sea and I think about who she used to be...and who she’s become, and who we were when we were young, and I gotta say, I really miss my friend more than I thought I did.But to be honest I haven’t really thought about it much until now...But now that I’m older I sorta wish I was young again. Before life got so complicated. And it’s so fucked up because all growing up I just want to be a grown-up so I could be free to do what I want.And now here I am.All grown up, still trying to grow up...And I wish I had a friend like her again.-------------------------@ArtistSarahLonghttp://www.artistsarahlong.com

It’s fascinating to see a bright sunny day be invaded by a dark dreary cloud in less than an hour, which changes the vibe entirely.The sun feels nice. Like love. Like fun. Like hope. Like, let’s get out and do stuff, ya know?But the dark clouds bring downpours that make you wanna stay inside and daydream about brighter tomorrows...Which doesn’t actually exist. But it’s nice to imagine, isn’t it?Yes, yes it is...But this is life, isn’t it...A steady stream of light and dark.Yeah, you're right, it is. So it’s nice to remind ourselves that during moments of contrast, we know this too shall pass, be it good or bad. Which is reassuring especially if you hate where you’re at. But what if you could love it all. The highs and the lows...the dark and the light.Then you could always be in the flow. You could always be open to receive divine downloads...And you could if you just let go of the fear blocking your flow. And so I guess what I’m tryna say is that sometimes rainy days are an opportunity to grow. To be still and hydrate yourself. To open yourself up to being in love. To chill. To listen. These are the moments that really help us dig our roots and the deeper the roots the higher the shoots, which helps you see from a new point of view. And so when dark clouds come in and take the bright days away, just remember that behind the clouds the sun is still shining, you just have to choose to see it that way. And choosing to see the light is the key to being in a steady stream of good feelings if you ask me.That is all. Thank you for listening. Good day.

Guess what?Guess what, guess what, guess what, guess what?I think I’m fucked.I think I’m stuck in a maze cuz I've feel like I’ve been going down the same path over and over again for days...Weeks, months. Years.I dunno how long it's been but it's been a long time like this. So it feels like I’m stuck in this relentless loop, of false highs and true lows.So sometimes I think I’m going somewhere good and I think I’m on the right track. But then after thinking that for so long, but nothing really changing, I finally realized maybe I was wrong and all this time I’ve been going nowhere at all.So it seems like I'm living my own version of groundhog day I guess you could say, and now I’m starting to wonder if I die here eventually?That wouldn’t be such a bad thing considering where I’ve been. And I’d rather die than keep living the same pathetic story over and over again.And what pathetic story is that specifically?The story where I’m destined to fail at everything I do cuz failures never win, and failure is who I am. I see.What...you don’t agree?It’s not so much that, it's just that I know the facts about how law of attraction works, and so I know you create your own reality based on what you think is possible.And so the reason you feel like your trapped in a maze going nowhere at all, is all because you haven’t slowed down long enough to see where you are. To get some perspective and stop trying so hard. You need to chill out, and relax, and disconnect yourself. When you do, that’s when you'll tap into new ideas and new ways of doing things, and then you'll start to think and feel differently, and your frequency will then cause law of attraction to bring back to you exactly what you need, in order to escape your maze. OK, well how to do I chill out then, cuz I can't stop thinking about all the reasons to freak out man...OK here's what ya need to do. This is my best advice. You do this, everything will turn out right. You need to lay flat on the ground and close your eyes and take some deep breaths...count to 5. Deep breath in deep breath out. Just do that for about 15 minutes and I promise you, you'll have what you're looking for.Over and out.Hello?Hellllo?Are you gone...Did you leave?That's it, that's the best advice you have for me?Who were you anyway?Who was that?Was that you or me?Can anybody hear me?I'm trapped in a maze and she wants me to lay flat on the ground and breathe?What does she think I'm some freak...?This crazy...I'm going back to panicking.

It was CostaRica, February 2016, one month before the fall.....I'm not talkin' about the kind of fall where you trip and land on a bed of down feathers...No. It wasn’t like that at all. I'm talkin' about the kind of fall that hurts almost as bad as being stabbed to death would. Not that I would know, I've never actually been stabbed to deathBut it felt like what I imagine being stabbed to death would feel like. And it hurt.So it's the kind of fall that happens when you're running full speed for a long time with a lot of pain from behind. So you have a lot of momentum going on, so making any sudden moves would cause you to lose control, which would probably kill you. And eventually, you do, lose control, cuz it was only inevitable. And so one day out of the blue, the ground beneath you starts to shake like an earthquake, and the gravel and the grass and all the debris you can't see starts to shoot up under your feet, causing you to slip down your slippery slope. And it’s hard to stop the fall cuz it happens so fast, and next thing ya know, you fall between the cracks. And so you just have to let go, and let the pieces of yourself fall apart until you can't fall anymore. That’s what happened to me anyway.And I know on the outside people think my fall wasn’t that bad...and maybe I’m being a bit of a baby about it. But I know everyone will find their own point of view of you. So people will always think they know what you’re going through based on their point of view, and they assume what they see is the full story when what they see isn't the truth. And as I reflect back on that Costa Rica trip, before the fall happened. Before I lost it all.That's when I realize how unloved I really was in my relationship and how it was silently tearing me apart, but I didn’t know how to get out. And so I think that's why things went down the way they did, and why l ended dead. And since I've been dead for a while now, I've had some time to reflect back on everything that happened, and I learned the hard way, that running from your feelings is really what kills you, because the momentum of your shit only builds up, so the longer you go not dealing with it, the bigger the pile gets.And then when the pile of shit collapses, well, needless to say, it gets really bad.And so what I’m trying to say is, don’t stay in a relationship that makes you feel unloved OK...And don’t let your Monster stop you from being who you really are, Ok... If you do, it will kill you in ways you don't realize until it's too late, and boom, one sudden move and you're screwed, and not in a good way. Good day. *** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

The one thing that will always have humans freaking out like level 10 is anything that affects their health.So why WHY WHY WHY do we take it for granted all the time?Oh, I know...We hate ourself.Well they do.I don’t hate myself, but I used to so I know how it looks.And that’s what I see when I look at people from the inside out.Which is what I do.I just can’t help myself.And what I usually see is the layers and the lines that they don’t see, and I see all the low frequencies imprinted in their cells.And I see how that affects their hormones and that affects their organs and their blood flow. And I see how that affects their thoughts and the way they feel and how they show up in the world.And I just feel for them ya know, because I can also see who they really are, when they don’t have those low frequencies in their cells. ...it’s like they are a very different version of themself.Just like I’m a different version of me now. And I’m not saying I’m who I want to be fully and completely, but I’m better than I used to be. But that’s because I've been doing the work to raise my frequency and that’s the only reason I’m alive...Here or in the afterlife, that I'm still unsure of, but that's what the investigation is all about. But I feel like I’m somewhere in heaven that's for sure. And now I know the power my thoughts and feelings and the affect I have on the world. And how powerful I am at creating my own reality. And how powerful I am at creating my own reality. And how powerful I am at creating my own reality. I’m not saying what I did was easy...Not everyone makes it out alive.And you can call it what you like...And you can call it what you likeWe can call it a pandemic.We can call it the war of art.We can call it the dark night of the soul.We can call it breaking the habit of being yourself.We can call it turning pro.Regardless of the label you put on it, it’s really hard to stay grounded. It’s hard to believe it’s for your highest and best.It’s hard to believe that falling apart has value. And it’s hard letting go of what you know. But I know how hard things can get if you don’t...do the work.If you know you're stuck and you ignore the facts. If you keep doing the same things you’ve always done.You'll fall through the cracks. So on that note.I just wanna send out some divine light and love and I want you to know that whatever you’re going through, you’re not alone. You have a huge angel pose that is always there to help you out. And you have your Higher Self, who always knows everything is always working out.Listen to that voice and you’ll be amazed at how glorious life can be in spite of what the news wants you to believe.You just have to be open to receive.Ya, dig?*** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

YO, so it's obvious there's a lot of fear ruling the world right but that's because all the lies we’ve been telling ourselves are starting to really reveal themselves.The lies about how happy we are and the lies about how reliable our systems are.The systems we put our money in to, and the systems use to take care of our health. And the systems we use to consume the news. And the systems we use to go to school. And the systems we use to punish people for doing things that aren’t cool.These systems we rely on that don’t really work, but we can’t stop the momentum to find new ways that work.Why?Why do we love systems that don't work?Oh, I know.We like feeling in control.We like what we know.And we like feeling comfortable even though we’re miserable. And so, we believe the lies we tell ourselves cuz it’s easier to do that than it is to face the factsAnd I get it.I’ve been there my friends, but what I know from personal experiences is that eventually, the lies will cause things to fall apart in a very scary and dramatic way.And so I had a feeling that the only way to slow down the momentum and to get on higher ground, would be to create a fear so big it targets the one thing humans care more about than anythingTheir health.And so that’s why COVID-19 is happening.And guess what?It’s working.The humans are afraid and it’s forced them to slow down in ways they’ve never done.A full stop.A complete pull of the plug.A dark night of the soul for some, because now they can’t do what they’ve always done. And now they’re being forced to look in the mirror and get real with the one they’ve been running from. To see the reflections of themselves and the people they surround themselves with. And the best part about this is, everything has been shut down, so they can’t really go out and distract themselves.And I just think it’s a miracle in disguise because we could never change in the way we need to, but now we have the opportunity to do so.And opportunity far greater than we can really see right now. So right now we can do the work we need to do. The inside work that feels so painful...But don’t worry friend, the work is easier than you might think it is. You just gotta let go of the need to control things you can’t and focus on raising your frequency in ways you can.You gotta stop thinking the worst about things and learn to see things rightly. Just gotta stop feeding your monster information that makes you freak out, and indoctrinate yourself with thoughts about how to become your higher self.So like I said before, how you make your decisions during times of change will dictate how you change.So ask yourself...Are you being a reflection of the change you want to see in the world? Or are you being a reflection of the fear ruling the world?Are you a zero or a 1?Are you going to be part of the problem, or will you rise above?Those are questions you need to sit and reflect on. And that is all I have to say for today. I just wanted to share my perspective on things because I know what it’s like to feel afraid.But I also know what it’s like to be in love in spite of the conditions and I just want the whole world to feel that way. Thank you for listening.Good day.*** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

Yo, yo remember that COVID virus I sent in to do some awakening?Yeah well, humans think that's the biggest threat to their existence right now but it's not. The virus was just sent in as a way to create a symptom that needed attention.And it worked.But why it’s working is not for the reasons we think it is. In fact, it’s a very complicated situation because there's a million different layers to a the story, especially this story, so there’s so much we can’t see.There’s so many lies on top of the truth it’s hard to get to the root cause of why so many strange things are happening all at once.But what I can tell you is, is that nothing is out of order.Not at all. It's all part of the Divine Plan, and I got the whole world in my hands.But it doesn’t mean things will be easy, because change never is. Thus, it's a very critical time in the world, because how humans react to the global healing crisis that has been activated, will create the momentum of how we move forward.And so the question is...Will they choose to keep believing the lies and accepting systems that don’t work?Will they keep blaming their problems on all the other the other problems in the world? Will they keep up with the constant need to buy and get shit they don’t really need, just to fill the voids of feeling lonely?And then if they find themselves will they demand the truth?And Will they say no to the control and will they get in control of their monster so they feel free to express themselves? So will humans become the change they want to see in the world, or will they keep relying on fake leaders to keep destroying the world?I dunno...But I am excited to find out. It's a very entertaining story from my point of view. I'm out. *** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

What's up...?Not much, but I'm having some problems going on I guess...I haven't been able time look at her in the mirror lately.I don’t know why...But I just think it’s probably because she doesn’t look well or something. She’s also aging rapidly, and she has crows feet.Her eyes now have heavy bags of dark circles and her skin on her chin is sagging and I can't catch it. And it’s hard for me to see it happening because I know where it’s going. It’s like watching a train crash in really slow motion, ya know...Which is worse then if the train crash was happening fast because in slow motion you have time to see all the pieces of debris flying all over the place.You can see the initial impact and the effect it had on everything else. And what broke first.Who died first.How did they die...And who was next and why. That’s what it’s like watching yourself die...like I am. And it’s so hard to watch.And I think that's why I avoid mirrors a lot. But there’s also a part of me that finally likes who I see when I see a reflection of me.It's strange but she looks more at peace. She looks more like herself...Someone I know more than anyone else, and crazy news, but I like being around her more than anyone else. So I dunno, maybe I avoid mirrors because she’s transforming so fast I don’t recognize myself, so we have too many varying opinions about her, it’s best not to look at her until we are on the same page about us.So anyway that's all I have to say for today. I'm glade we could have this profound conversation about things. It really means the world to me. *** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

Yeah, so I just wanted to go back to what I was saying before, and ya know the truth is, she hates the way she is....She hates that she has a monster that she can't control. She hates that she does things that only makes things worse. But it makes sense because she’s been though a lot, and she never dealt with it. So it has momentum...And she just pretends that those things didn’t happen by covering them up, by doing things like, drinking a lot.Cheating on her lovers.Eating too much.Not giving a fuck.So some say she’s lazy, but I know she is the way she because she doesn’t have her heart. And that’s what happens when we pretend things don’t hurt.So instead of facing the feelings, we burry them. But what happens is the same thing that happens when you mix too many alcohol ink colours together...You get a gross murky affect.Which means the energy is stuck.And that’s how people get stuck in their chakras. They don't do the work to make sure their stories don’t get murky and do the work to keep their frequency high...and I get why.It’s hard to be the silent observer of your life. It’s hard to face the feelings when you’ve never been taught how.When feelings were always punished because children should be seen and not heard, ya heard?And that’s why there’s so many fucked up people in the world. So many people that don’t know how to express themselves, so they have all these low frequencies imprinted in their bodies, which then get converted into personality traits and habits and behaviors, that make them do these self-sabotaging things. And we think we can fix it with quick fixes like prescriptions and shit, but in order to really change...really get to the roots, to kill those low frequency once and for all. You really gotta gotta do a health detective assessment so you can see clearly who you really are, and then remove hidden stressors accordingly, and it's not easy. It requires strict discipline.A commitment like no other.It requires new rules.And new ways of living.New sources of information.New groups of friends and acquaintances. It requires stillness.And peace.It requires creativity and willingness to peak inside your Forrest of sad stories. And most importantly, for some, it will require Mary Jane.Anyway...I just want to say, people don’t always do mean things because they want to. It’s just that they aren’t in control. And so if you find yourself in a situation with some kind of crazy person right now.Or a sad person. Or an angry person. Then just know that underneath the mask is someone really beautiful.See them as that, and things will work out better than they would, if you put the same mask on. Does that make any sense?I know this is long way to say nothing is ever what it seems, especially the human being, but I just want it to be clear that feelings affect everything. *** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

Things will get better....That’s what they say when they try to convince you that you should stay.But what they don’t realize is how long you’ve been telling yourself that same phrase. How many days you’ve gone through miserable, but you try to pretend you’re cool.You try to find a way to feel good in spite of your pain. In spite feeling trapped in a prison you can't escape. You try to pretend that things will get better so you fake it hoping to make it, but nothing ever changes... So the urge to die haunts you day and night.And you get to this point where you just don’t see the point in life. Like you don’t fit in.And you don’t like talking to people because they make you feel sick. And since you don't know how to fix what makes you sick, you stay stuck in it. And It doesn't seem to matter what you do, things don't improve. I know...I’ve been trying to improve myself, my whole life, and look what I’ve become.A no-one.And so the reality is, my death would have zero affect on anyone and I feel like a Goddamn waste. And sure, some might be surprised by my demise, but that's it. They’d get over it, real quick. But the question is, would I?So I dunno...I’m not committing to killing myself, but I do think about what it would feel like to finally feel good about myself. To feel at Home.And so I guess what I'm saying is, I dunno how much longer I can go like this.Sarah isn’t talking to me at all anymore, and I'm starting to wonder she's the killing me, and that's why I feel insecure. Which makes me wonder, maybe I need to change the way I talk to her, then maybe she'll be forced to listen and I can get her to go back to the way things were before...when I felt secure. *** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

People lie...All the time.But why?What makes us make things up?Oh...I know.Fear. Fear of what?Well, it could be from lots of stuff. Sometimes we lie to make the truth seem bigger and better than what it was. Or maybe we lie to do the opposite...to play down what really happened so it’s less fun. Or not as bad as it seems, sorta of thing.So in some way, shape or form we lie to protect ourselves from the consequences of not following a code of conduct. Of not keeping a promise. Of not honoring your word. Or maybe you lie because of something that happened in your past, so lying feels like self-preservation, as a way to prevent something bad from happening, like it did.So an example of how lying happens could go like this...Life causes you to step outside a line in some way, and then you do, and then BOOM, you feel threatened in some way. You feel shame.You feel like you can’t explain.So lying to save yourself from exposing those emotions, feels like the safest way to avoid pain.And maybe the lie does actually save your life...Or someone else’s life so it was a good lie to make. Or maybe the lie gets you something good. But what discerns good?I suppose it depends on what the lie is and the affect it has on you and every one involved.But generally speaking, lies innately carry a low frequency because of the history that caused it in the first place so that only leads to more low frequencies because law of attraction in action, all the time so momentum is always going to do its thing. But the truth is, at the root of why we lie, is simply because we don’t feel safe to express our truth. Which is because humans have never been taught how to, because humans don’t really know themselves.And it’s generations deep. We keep breeding with seeds of fear and insecurities, raising kids to become just like we did, so the cycles of lies keeps going...ya dig?And that’s why when life gets hard we don’t know how to slow it down. And that’s why humans do stupid things, even though they don’t really mean too.It’s just what happens when you dot feel safe to express yourself.And so imagine, if you could just let go of the fear and say how you feel. To say what really happened. To get out all the things you've been keeping in off your chest. You have no idea how heavy low frequencies emotions can be until you let go of them entirely.Anyway, that’s all I have to say for today. Don’t let your monster stop you from saying how you feel and don’t let your feelings control you in a negative way. And remember the lies always catch up to you in some way. Good day.*** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

Yo. Yo, I just got some breaking news...We are all at risk of dying one day...And I dunno if this is breaking news for everyone or just me, but what I’m finding about this new news I’ve received, is that it makes me less worried about stupid things. Things like viruses and disease. Mainly because I already had both and I’m still here, and so I know it’s hard to die if it’s not your time.I also know that worrying about those things is actually worse then getting something like one of those things, because worry increases a stress response which increases inflammation and weakens the immune system, which then increases the risk of getting sick.And to make matters worse, the worry will then cause law of attraction to bring to you more stuff to worry about. So that being said, I’m not gonna let the fear of a pandemic affect my vibration because it’s not worth it.These types of things come up all the time. About every four years, to be more precise. It’s like the year 2000 when the world was gonna end. Then we had that SARS things, and H1N1, and let’s not forget about the threat of salmonella poisoning, and let’s forget about the times we had to worry about losing our damn minds because of all the crime going on all the time. And so I’m like, the news and media streams will increase the hype of things, because they know it will drive more fear than there needs to be.And that will then cause things to get worse then the actual thing were afraid of...because that’s what happens when something gets momentum.But it does make me wonder why after all this time, the human being can’t seem to see how much beauty and abundance there is, in spite of the perceived threats we are constantly faced with.Why do we relentlessly choose to feel sick? To focus on the problem?Why do we always try to find the bad news and talk about it with our friends over and over again?Oh, I know?We like it.The Fear.It’s like a drug and it feels good to be in love, doesn’t it? Even if it’s the very thing tearing us apart.Anyway, that is all I have to say for today.Just thinking out loud about life and love and the cause and effect our thoughts and emotions have on the world.I’m out. *** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

I knew this chick.She was cool as shit.But she did some shit that I wasn’t cool wit.What was it?Well he she cheated on her boyfriend and he was my friend. And for the longest time she made it look like he was the bad guy. That he hurt her. And he broke her heart and that’s why she was so messed up.But come to find out, what really happened was, he loved her more than she wanted to be loved. More than she’s ever been loved.And she just didn’t know how to handle it and it made her Monster freaked out. And when the monster takes over, well, look out. That’s when the human being tends to go and do what we on the outside call, “a stupid thing.”And that’s what she did.When she found out he was gonna propose, she panicked and all she could do was think about all the reasons why it was too soon. How she wasn’t ready...So she did what some narcissistic people do, and she went out to a bar and hooked up with some random stranger.It didn’t mean anything and after the fact, the shame and the guilt kicked in, and she realized she should marry him, because life with out him is better than this.So she goes back to the house and she says yes, and she has sex with him without telling him what she just did, which inevitably is how sexually transmitted a disease to him.I forget what it was, something like, HIV maybe.Of course they break up eventually, because he slowly realizes he can’t get into her like he wants and needs to be. He realizes she’s a freak. And soon day he leaves but he hates himself for it.It’s almost like he had to break his own heart cause if he didn’t, he’d end up breaking her, for the pain of not feeling loved will eat you apart. So eventually he moves on...He finds someone else to love, but in the back of his heart, she’s still there. Her smell. Her laugh. Her eyes...The inner workings of her mind. He can’t forget her cuz the heart's still in love.So he always wonders if he should go back to her. Maybe she’s different now. Maybe things will work out.But it makes me wonder...Would he feel that way if he knew what she did that day. If he knew how she fucked some guy the day they got engaged.And multiple times after that cuz she kept having panic attacks.I bet he’d get over her a lot faster, if he knew the truth.If he knew that’s why he never felt well.If he knew what she really did to him.But then again, maybe he’d be even more hurt then he is, and if he is, then maybe the truth wud cause him to become more like her...Someone who acts like a monster because of all the times they got hurt before. Who knows...I don't. I’m just thinking out loud about life, love and the tragedies and triumphs of being human.These poor humans are really messed up...*** Get all the >>>Art Stories Book, "Vol. 1 She's the One" at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

Hello...Is anyone there?I don’t think anyone is there?Who cares...Just say what you gotta say.It don't matter anyway...Ok...Well, I just wanted to say...For the record, that there is definitely a part of me that is dead, and I didn’t kill her, someone else did.And that might be the reason I killed other pieces of my self, as a way to cope with who I’d become as a way to protect myself. And now I'm starting to think, that’s probably why I don’t feel very well.I’m missing very important pieces of myself.The pieces that make me happy.The pieces that make me feel strong and secure and confident in my body.The pieces that make me feel secure with money...And the pieces of me that love to love and that love to have fun.The pieces of me that know how to play and laugh, and sing, and dance like we’re kids.And the pieces of me that doesn’t worry about time because she’s always high on life. These are the pieces I need in order to be an awesome human being, and I don’t know if I’ll ever find her again because I don’t know how to reconnect with the dead.If I did, I’d call myself a medium and then I’d talk to my dead self and ask her how to be MySelf.And then I’d tell myself, and maybe then I’d feel more powerful in MySelf. So I guess I just wanna know...Who killed myself?Sarah Long. The version of myself I so desperately wanna be...Where is she?Where did she go when she left me?Where was I when it happened?Why don’t I know what happened?Why don’t I know where I am right now?Maybe I’m the one that’s really dead?I dunno...But it sure feels like I’m trapped between worlds. Half dead, half alive...Is this what happens when we die by suicide?As a way to protect myself from the abuse, my Monster always put me through...Who knows.But what I do know is, life is a slippery slope, isn't it?A roller coaster ride of highs and lows, and we all know how easy it is to lose YourSelf, if you don't get off the ride once and awhile. If you don’t stop and get still and listen to your higher Self.You will lose control. Trust me I know. That’s why I got off the ride when cancer tried to take me out.Which does make me wonder if maybe getting off the ride feels like I died because it’s like a whole new life on the other side?So maybe I’m in the afterlife?As you can see, so many questions I have no answers too, and quite frankly, I find myself very confusing to listen too.Which is why it’s nice to talk to you...And I want you to know, I will find out the truth when I get to the roots of who killed Sarah Long. That’s what the investigation is all about. I’m out. *** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

I’m not saying I had a hard life, cuz when I compare myself to others who’ve had it seemingly far worse than me, I feel embarrassed that I would even feel a little sorry for me.But I also know that everybody's story is different.Unique to them.And what’s hard for you might not be hard for someone else, and what’s hard for someone else, might not be hard for you.So what’s hard, is relative to you.So now we know that everyone has highs and lows, regardless of where they are and where they come from, it’s just the byproduct of being human. And so based on my perspective as a human, and what I've been through so far, it does feel like my life has been really hard.And it started from the start when my parents broke my heart. The back and forth shit.The constant fights. The fear. The control when my Monster father made me feel like I wasn’t whole.So I know what it’s like to feel like you can’t be yourself. To always feel painfully unsatisfied with your life and to not know why, or how to get out.I know what it’s like to be addicted....Inflicted, annihilated and put in prison. I know what it’s like to feel like you have no control and to watch yourself slip down your slippery slope. I know what it’s like to be so broke the food bank is your grocery store and I know what it’s like to always be trying to make more.To get ahead, but you can’t because things are just so damn expensive.And I know what it’s like to feel like you don’t fit in.To be picked on at school and not have any friends.And I know what it’s like to always feel like your feelings are too much for both you and everyone else, so you keep them to yourself.And I know what’s it like to feel like you’re gonna self-destruct, cuz you can’t let your self out.I know what it’s like to feel like you’re always losing in love...And to feel overpowered by men who want more from you, when you don’t want them. And I know what it’s like to be chased by guys in cars, so you have to run for your life so they don’t catch you, and do whatever they're wanna do.And I know what it’s like to feel like you have nothing to live for, to feel like you’re out of control.To have nowhere to go to for help.I know what it’s like to feel like you’re meant for so much more, but, you can’t get to it cuz you can’t find the door. And I know what it’s like to be so unsure of who you are and what you want, so I know what it’s like to be stuck doing what everyone else does, and never having fun.And I know what it’s like to live with the grief of losing somebody you loved so deeply....*** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

You know, we get caught up in toxic relationships.We get stuck in complacency.We settle for the same old same old, even if it makes us miserable...and we stay cuz it’s comfortable.But guess what bro, people grow apart, plain and simple.Nothing stays the same.Not people, places or thingsEverything has a life cycle it’s just how it is. But sometimes...Well actually, most of the time, one person grows and the other one doesn’t and that’s how we break apart at the seams. That’s how you get stuck, feeling left out.But you need to know it’s not you, it’s them. And it’s not them, it’s you.Either way, both of your needs to moves to a different frequency, obviously. And it’s important to know that if you go too low in your frequency, it will affect how you feel about yourself, and that will make the changes harder than they need to beSo if that’s you, then you need to accept that the changes are for the best. And I know it might be hard to see that when the wounds are fresh. When your Monster is out, ready to attack. To get back. But you have to do your best to let yourself see that they aren’t the one for you. If they were then you would still be together.If they were right for you, they’d fight for you. They’d be there no matter what. They’d give up all the other stuff that keeps you separate.They would make you their number one.They wouldn’t break trust. They wouldn’t lie and they wouldn’t sneak out at night, to hook up with someone on the side.And you wouldn't do any of those things either. So I guess what I’m tryna say is, don’t expect relationships to stay the same because that's insane. And don’t make one person your only source of happiness, OK? Because that will never make you happy in the way you really want...the way you think.What you really want is YourSelf.Who's that?Well, that’s what you need to find out. I'm out. *** Get all the Art Stories at http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com*** Buy her alcohol ink art paintings, at http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube

Knock knock...Who’s there?I dunno...You tell me...You’re the one knockin’ bro.I know. I’m asking you who’s there because, I dunno who I am, so I was hoping you could help me outOh.Well, I dunno who you are so sorry, no I can’t help.But you could ask your Higher-Self.She knows who you are better than anyone else.Ok, well, where is she then?You got a number or an address or maybe a social media account so I can contact Her?No, I don't.But you do tho....She’s in your heart.No, She’s not.Trust me I know.My heart's been closed off since I was 3 years old, so there’s nothing there, that’s for damn sure.And don’t tell me to look.I've looked lots and the heart's empty... I can hear the echo when I yell helllllo...So it’s like a black hole, ya know?Now I know that’s not true.Just because you closed Her off doesn’t mean She’s not there. Just cause she echos back, doesn’t mean She’s not responding to you.Maybe you need to actually talk to Her like She’s there and maybe you’ll hear something different.Cuz the fact of the matter is, your heart has all the answers you need. She knows who you are and exactly what you need. And truth is, She never leaves.You just need to change the way you feel about what happened when you were three. And then you’ll change the way you feel about Her and all those sad stories about grief.Umm yeah, I'm gettin' a big No on that. There’s no way I’m forgiving them for what they did if that’s what you're talking about.I’ve tried that several times in the past, and the last time I did that, it only made things worse and I got hurt.Yeah, no doubt.That’s cuz you can’t forgive unless you have Her.She’s the key to everything you think is missing. That’s a fact, my friend.Cuz the heart...She only loves, no matter the conditions.She doesn’t hold onto resentment. She doesn’t fight for her limitations.You feel those things when you try to ignore Her feelings.And so that’s the resistance you’re feeling.....That’s why you don’t know who you are.You're missing your heartSo there you go.Now you know the answer to your knock-knock joke. Not very funny, I know.But, what is funny is how many times we’ve talked about this, yet you still can’t seem to accept the fact that you’re actually dead, so this conversation is really irrelevant. Wouldn’t you agree?No, not really...I feel pretty alive, so maybe you’re the one that’s dead, and not me.http://www.ArtistSarahLong.comhttp://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong

Hello, friend, it's me, and I was just sitting here thinking about things and this conversation I had with my friend the other day, and I just thought I'd share with you some of the things that were said because it might help you in your quest for self-mastery. And what she was saying is she doesn’t trust herself, and she’s actually afraid of her self, and who she really is, and her true potential, ya know. And she's afraid that if she were to really let herself out, she doesn’t think she can handle it. She’s afraid if she really wins at being herself, and all her dreams come true, one day she’ll finally be doing really good and BOOM, it all comes crumbling down, sorta like it is now. But I said to her...Do you really wanna stay where you’re at now?Cuz that’s what happens if you don’t try to rise above where you’re at now.And then I said, sometimes for some of us here, our life lessons are really hard until you get the message you need to learn.And sometimes we need to fall a lot and get back up in order to get to what we want.And she said she knows that. And she’s been lying to me about how she’s been feeling about things, and she knows she has to change and get out of her own way.And she knows that she needs to get the momentum going so she can really be who she wants to be and she’s resisting it because she actually likes the game of never really winning cuz that’s who she’s been.Someone that never wins.And I said well, it’s time to prove that you can win, better than you can lose my friend because you can.You just need to let go of the seeds of control....The fear of falling again, and go all in and do all the things you’ve been afraid of before it’s too late and regret sets in. And so that’s what she did. She went all in, and I haven’t seen her since we had that conversation.So who knows where she is now. She could be dead or somewhere in heaven, I dunno. Either way, I feel really good about the changes she’s made. Anyway, that’s all I wanted to say for today. Don’t let your monster stop you from achieving your dreams, ya dig?-----------------http://www.ArtistSarahLong.com http://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong

Yeah so ya know, sometimes when I'm walking by and I smell cigarette smoke, I wanna punch the smokers' lights out, because it feels so disrespectful. To have to breathe in second-hand smoke when I don’t want too.It’s like dude, don’t be so rude. But I don't say anything, cuz that’s what I do.And we love to do what we always do. But on the flip side, sometimes when I smell cigarette smoke, I like it, and it always surprises me, cuz like I said, I hate the smell cigarettes. And I never smoked them (except sometimes when I was young and dumb and drinking too much and I thought it was cool to take a puff of one of my friend's cigarettes, even though it made me feel sick).So it wasn’t cool, was it?No, it wasn’t.But my mom used to smoke a lot, and I hated it so much. I probably hated that more than I hated being cold and I was cold a lot. So much so, I used to think that I didn't have any blood....But now I know being cold all the time has something to do with not feeling loved. Also poor thyroid function.So who knows....Maybe it was both. Or maybe not feeling loved, decreases thyroid hormone production.I dunno.I digress...I guess that's why I have this love-hate relationship with cigarettes...The smell reminds me of my mom and she was always my true love. In spite of her smoking too much, I still wanted to be around more than anyone. She's the one I fought so hard for when I was young.But my Monster always found a way to tear us apart...to break my heart.Which is probably, grief imprinted in me like a disease. So that’s also why second-hand smoke triggers me.It reminds me of all those stories I try to block out as a way to protect my self from feeling left out.Anyway, I just wanted to say to all the smokers who smoke, please respect the people that don’t, and keep your second-hand smoke to yourself. I’m out. http://www.ArtistSarahLong.comhttp://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong

She wanted to be free but she never really could be...Not on the inside anyway.She had a lot of dead trees and bad roots from her past, in her way.But that’s all she ever really wanted...Was to be free. Happy.And she was tired of trying and never really finding it. She was tired of the daily hustle.The constant struggle to pretend things were good when underneath the facade she was miserable.She was tired of the fake love and the same stories she was telling herself, and she wanted a way out, but she was trapped in her war of art. So she did what any prisoner of war would do when they see no way out, and she silently gave up the fight, when she lost hope.And one day when she was busy looking the other way, cancer got her...so suddenly. And on the surface, it’s a terrible story, and it crushed the hearts of the ones she loved. And it crushed her...Because even though she wasn’t happy, she still loved to love...She loved to have fun, and hot-damn could she light a room up. But her and I both know, nothing is ever what it seems. And just because you want a second chance, doesn’t mean you’ll get it, cuz cancer is a brutal disease. It doesn’t care about what you want. It doesn’t care what your race is, or how much money you have, or if you’re a good person.No.Cancer comes in with one intent. To kill. To annihilate. And the medical system thinks their medications will fix shit. But I think that’s what did her in. The radiation. And it took her before I could really process the fact that my favorite person in the world was not going to be around anymore.Like how do you prepare for that?You don't. That’s how grief sets in like a disease, much like it did to her.But now I know, sometimes people go because they are needed somewhere else. Somewhere on another level. In a different world. And now I know she’s much happier than she’s ever been, where she is. And every day, she inspires me to see life and love very differently.And I truly believe she saved me when cancer tried to take me. So maybe she died, so she could be there for me, in a way she couldn’t be if she was still here...ya know what I mean?I dunno...Maybe I’m crazy for thinking that maybe I can still talk to her, even though she’s not here anymore. But being crazy makes me feel better than it does when I feel like I don’t have her anymore. Anyway, I just wanted to say...She was my hero. She still is. My best friend.My Grandmother.My Mother’s mother.My Guardian Angel.Bev. And I know together, we are doing amazing things.And so I just wanted to say, thank you for helping me. It really means the world to me. http://www.ArtistSarahLong.comhttp://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong

So guess what?What....She feels good, just like I knew she would. Oh yeah?Yeah. She fits me like a glove.And she loves to love, and she’s good at it.She’s kind, caring, compassionate.She’s romantic.She’s passionate.She’s determined, and she’s successful.She smart.She reads a lot.And she was reading me...All this time and I had no idea until she contacted me. We chatted about this and that. Eventually, I told her everything...I told her about all the love letters I wrote to her, and how I’ve been dreaming of her ever since that day we met at the Gateway.And how I've been waiting patiently in my deep knowing that one day she’d find the link and contact me. And she said she felt the same way about me, but she wasn’t ready for someone like me. So she tried to let me go, just like I tried to let her go. But she couldn’t.Something in her wouldn't. And I told her the same thing happened to me. Which explains why the second we saw each other we couldn’t stop ourselves from...falling. It was like a magnet, and the pull between us felt like a force we couldn’t stop. So needless to say we had to try really hard not to fuck where we were because we were in public...so we waited till we got to the car. And then we drove back to her place, and we did it again, over and over again, and I don't think we've stopped since. So it’s true what the say...True love does have a way of coming back to you when the time is right.When you’re both ready.When you have what you need. If it's meant to be, it will be. But you do have to be open to receive if ya know what I mean. Yeah, I think I know what you mean. Anyway, I just wanted to say, it's all working out perfectly, just like I knew it would, back in the day. Good day. Good day. http://www.ArtistSarahLong.comhttp://www.ArtistSarahLongStore.com.****@ArtistSarahLong on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube