Inner struggle

Do to the heat I have not been in the studio, I have been reading alot. Mostly about Picasso, de Kooning and frank Zappa, different parallels I admit. Yet both inspiring and disturbing. I enjoy the human experience. And that is my inner struggle. I have come to realize by surrounding myself with video and written text, photo's, and in the case of Zappa the listening of his brilliant discussion in sound, that, they were just men. Men glorified by the public as hero's,
eccentrics, genius, and my personal favorite gods. I am parting my way of thinking from the mummer of the general public and it's voicing ( tabloids and pretentious commentary) by the educated or the uneducated, or the highly ambitious blabbering of the common every day joe.
these are just men who are not separate from us or better or worse , just men with ideas like you and I, but they did something with their ideas. They put them into action, into the arena of the masses. If one of these men passed gas next to you it would smell just the same, nasty. I guess what I am getting at , is that we all have what it takes, there is no separation in talent just the will and conviction to do what needs to be done. I walk in the studio not separating myself from a master but as a contemporary in progress of greatness.