A Case for Dilettante Spring

hello cuties angels and lovers

I spent most of today flyering for Hot Literati. It's more fun and potentially more effective than paying meta to show Hot Literati to people who it thinks might like it.

I printed out a bunch of these flyers at UPS before walking to the lovely people of Laams to borrow some scissors. I went to Wolfnights, to order my hyperfixation wrap before going to my favorite social club for a glass of water.

I sat down and started chatting with one of my favorite bartenders, who began to tell me about his prior life as a graffiti artist. He reminds me of my brother, something about his eyebrows and the way he speaks with verve. Another bartender placed some olives and chips in front of me and I ate ripe, green olive after olive, as the day melted into one of sorts of days where it feels like God puts instructions right in front of you.

He described how Queens used to be a graffiti mecca back in the 80s, when people spray painted things just because they had something to say and they wanted to say in in a "Heaven Spot," or a place where a lot of other people would see it.

How his tag used to be "seeker" because he was always seeking things with a little halo over it.

I took this attitude with me to flyer, looking for heaven spots and ignoring the weird social pressure you get as someone putting up a flyer as a lot of people walk by. I flyered through the lower east side, then part of the east village, then went to the park to finish my wrap. I spilled it all down my shirt at the end, like a kid, laughing as I pulled my sweatshirt back on.

Then I began approaching strangers. To talk to them about Hot Literati. I hope they join, but I also feel as if it was more for me, than them, because approaching them was one of the scariest things I've done in a while, even though I talk to a lot of strangers. Because I guess it's different when you have skin in the game because it's something you've made.

I kept on walking north and was behind this guy who pulled out his kindle to walk while reading, so naturally I asked him if he was walking and reading and what he read.

Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow was the answer, and I told him about Hot Literati.

Then I went to the gym. I love cardio. I'm releasing an EP soon, because I like to listen to my own music while I'm on the elliptical. I like to make my own music because I can control how it makes me feel. And it makes me happy. I love to do it. You need to have a lot of hobbies. You have to find the joy in the big things and the little things and love the game instead of the results.

You should date some Radiohead fans, but not too many. I love Radiohead, even though I didn't love them men I dated who loved Radiohead.

A long long time ago, there were people who hung out. Who knew how to hang out. And played music to hear something and wrote because they were bored. Don't let this world turn you into something boring, money obsessed, data obsessed, social climbing always looking for what you can get out of other people, and it's not a moral failing, it's a persepective you have to have and refresh and refresh and refresh like a software update and that's why I made Hot Literati and why I love Hot Literati.

I want you all to create stuff for the sake of it. Not to build an audience or collab or be featured.

I stopped going to my favorite open mic to focus on work for a few weeks and one of my friends there kept texting me to check in

"don't work too hard" he'd say and he was right. He was right.

I went last week and we caught up. He'd had a little heart trouble, and told me about all the big names back in the day who just did it because they loved it and accidently got famous.

Fame and money are outcomes. they should never be goals, even if economics is pretty interesting.

You have to do something that matters something that you love and you have to do everything with love.

I'm really excited for Dilettante Spring.

We have daily challenge you can find here.

all my love

hailo