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Celebrate our differences. Embrace our diversity. Relish our uniqueness. And accept that we are all so very similar. Refuse to give in to the "othering" of peoples. Break the pattern of human history by rejecting to buy into the sweeping accusations and declarations labeling groups of people as your "enemy." Only through our beautiful humanity will we find a path forward. Be love! • #LoveIsTheOnlyLanguageISpeakFluently #love #streerart #TrustyScribe

A LETTER TO 2026 FROM TRUSTYSCRIBE Dear 2026, Some of us have gone a bit quiet as of late. Not everything is for public consumption, nor need be a declaration of our existence. Sure, it feels good, the recognition feeding a fragile ego as though “likes” from the digital masses are the only fix we need, though some of us are starving for human touch. And some are just thirsty. Personally, I long for a time before this illusion of connectedness swept the world up, but that’s just an old soul longing for simpler times. And yet, with all this reflection, our gaze looks out towards the horizon with a fierce intentionality of what we’re creating, unseen. 2025 you were a tough son-of-a-bitch personally, professionally, globally, humanly. Many tears were shed. I took a lot on. I took a lot to heart. And I took a lot personally. Sometimes, the outward battles we’ve fought for decades were actually with ourselves. That awkward truth is a revelation that washes over us like a tidal wave, joyous, sorrowful, and liberating. It turns out, we are all just children, running around in our pajamas clutching and protecting our trauma, while inflicting it on everyone around us. Once you see that truth, it can’t be unseen. The question then is, who amongst us is brave enough to grow and heal? That’s just it, 2026, we are all wounded. Yes, all of us. Some of us will never look in the mirror and admit it, and that’s okay. But it’s not for us to wallow in, it’s for us to grow from, and most importantly, to find compassion in. Compassion for our wounded inner child. Compassion for every soul blindly bumping into one another hoping to find connection, understanding, love, and peace. For our greatest aspiration is not happiness, which is fleeting. It’s for peace. Peace in the world around us near and far. Peace for our friends, our family, our leaders, and our less fortunate. And peace… peace in every corner of our being. My dear, sweet 2026, let us grow towards peace, individually and together, for with a greater peace lives a kinder, more loving world, and we can never have too much of that. With loving kindness, Trusty PS – I could use more hugs! #love #TrustyScribe

There is a profound lightness, an ability to breathe deeper than ever before when we set ourselves free from expectations and the weight of our past. It feels so free, like I just may float away... up, up, and away. • Proudly Uncool. • #proudlyuncool #streetart #ukstreetart #brightonstreetart #TrustyScribe

The fires that we all walk through, the stories and blame we all assign to our lives and to others, have the ability to pull us under, to stop us from rising, from thriving, and from living the lives we dream for ourselves. I have set it all down. Other people's trauma is no longer mine to carry. Mine is enough for me and is mine to cherish and evolve from. And I am grateful for all the pieces of me and the things that I've gone through that have led to today. I am set free. I am floating. I am the light that I wish to see in the world... and so too are you. I see you! I love you! ● My Mental Disorders Are Relative. ● #MyMentalDisordersAreRelative #mentalhealthawareness #mentalhealthmatters #streetart #ukstreetart #londonstreetart #urbanart #TrustyScribe

I've been thinking a lot about labels and identity lately. The more labels we assign ourselves, the more we "other" ourselves. Our identity is wrapped up in who we think we are, and though these labels can help us find community, they also become the individual things that we choose to hate about one another. For some reason it's so easy to hate a group and love an individual, forgetting that groups are made up of individuals, who, no matter what labels they identify as, want the same human things as all of us; love, safety, food, shelter, and connection. Our labels are a double-edged sword, great for knowing who we are in the world, and yet so easily manipulated as an excuse to separate us from our humanity. We are all singular creatures with an immeasurable capacity for love... cool or not. • Proudly Uncool. • #proudlyuncool #streetart #ukstreetart #londonstreetart #TrustyScribe

How spectacular is this journey we are on? No matter how many terrible, traumatizing, challenging things we get to live through, if we are open to it, there are lessons to be learned around every turn. At its core, exists our humanity. At our core, lives self-love. Once you discover love for yourself, then can you find peace with the world. I love me. I love you. • #magendavid #streetart #love #TrustyScribe

I am doing the best I can with what I've been given. Every day I strive to be a better version of myself, and some days I succeed, and even thrive, and some days, well, some days not so much. But I keep going, open to the possibility that the things that make me me can be overcome or be tapped into for the good, for the lesson of what it means to be human. And whether we have been passed down through our genes a body filled with generational traumas or mental disorders, or abuse at the hands of those closest to us, or the societal strains that have a tendency to fray us to the very bone, that in spite of any or all of these things, we find the courage, the strength, and the grace to always strive to create a new chapter, one written in love and compassion, for those whose lives we touch, and most importantly, for ourselves. Relative is relative. Love yourself. I love you! • Much thanks to @coriemattie for the wall and being a beacon of light. • My Mental Disorders Are Relative. • #MyMentalDisordersAreRelative #mentalhealthawareness #mentalhealthmatters #mentalhealthawarenessmonth #love #streetart #losangelesstreetart #urbanpoet #cityofangels #TrustyScribe

A LETTER TO 2025 FROM TRUSTYSCRIBE Dear 2025, It’s hard to image how we got here. Most days feel like we’ve stumbled into the reality that this is not our reality. And other days our reality is what we make it. If we constantly focus on negativity then that is what we get. And if positivity is our focal point, and the possibility of what we can become, then our thoughts and actions will form the world around us for the better… even if it all just turns out to be a simulation. Either way, don’t say it’s raining if you’re the one holding the hose. It seems 2024, that you were an introspective year of milestones and the importance of family and identity. This was all packaged nicely into an undercurrent of global vilification. How sadly unfortunate that we so easily vilify one another. And yet it seems everyone would agree that climbing down off our soap boxes and talking face to face, not screaming across police barriers, has the power to heal. Especially if we actually listen. And yet, we struck out in search of adventure with what I’ve come to realize is my greatest asset, a big brother who is also my dearest friend. We heard great music, saw great tennis, ate epic meals, partied with our favorite people in the world, all while carrying heavy hearts. The constant reminder that we’re not yet fully evolved creatures was everywhere. But there was that moment in the sun, the crystal waters of the Mediterranean glistening offshore, and the motorcycle roaring away that I’m reminded, carefree adventurer is the best version of me. And so here we are, 2025. We present to you the manifestation plan! We shall continue speaking truth to the truthless, with kind and constructive words, and words that will build a world of love and prosperity, of growth and creativity, joy and laughter. Sounds like a good plan, right? Then, as my dear friend likes to say…let’s…fucking…go! With that, 2025, we ask for nothing, but instead, create greatness with our own two hands. With love and intention, Trusty PS – More heart hugs, more often…yes please! #love #mentalhealthmatters #urbanart #TrustyScribe

I often fight the urge to sit down in inappropriate places. I love sitting on a sidewalk and just watching the world go by. It feels like an act of rebellion, slightly removed from the real world, a time-out voyeur of actual life. Most of my life actually feels that way, like it's just off center from reality, where I can get the best vantage point to see around the corner of what we are really, truly doing here. It's that view that feeds the creative necessity built into my soul. It's part of the puzzle that makes my imperfect perfection the beating heart of my purpose. To lie here, bear witness to the chaos, and as best I can, make some sense of all its beautiful madness. • Today is World Mental Health Day, so please check in with yourselves and your loved ones. Maybe even call someone and tell them how much you love and appreciate them. • I Could Lie Here Forever With You By My Side. #worldmentalhealthawarenessday #worldmentalhealthday #mentalhealthmatters #mentalhealthawareness #TrustyScribe

My love will conquer your hate. My love will outshine your darkness. My love will rise above your desire to pull us down. Love, love is my weapon of choice... now and forever, I wield it with both hands, running it through, piercing your heart, and filling the world with its warmth. Today, today, today, and always, never forget my love. • Love Is The Only Language I Speak Fluently. #neverforget #love #israel #TrustyScribe

Sometimes, looking into the days ahead feels a bit blurry, and it becomes harder and harder to focus on anything at all. And what you really want is to hold something in your hands, to get a grasp of something, anything at all, but everything is like sand slipping through your fingers. There's a constant dull ache behind your eyes that feels a bit like crying, a bit like heartache, a bit like something you forgot long ago. There's a missing, a longing, a yearning for nothing in particular and everything all at once, and maybe what you need most is a really good, deep hug from someone who means it, or a nap to shake off this haze. Maybe what you need is merely a direction to walk in, something to walk towards in hopes that forward momentum will become contagious, one foot in front of the other, and that will lead to an ounce of clarity, an un-greying, and an internal breeze to blow away that cloud clutching your spirit. ● Please Excuse My Depression, It Has A Mind Of Its Own. #TrustyScribe

Imagine spending your days putting positivity, love, and understanding into the world. Imagine using your words to lift people up, to lift yourself up. How about, instead of imagining, we just do that. Today, tomorrow, and every day from here on out. Be a beacon of love! • #WordsMatter #KurtVonnegut #Vonnegut #liftthestigma #mentalhealthawareness #mentalhealthmatters #melroseavenue #laartsdistrict #losangelesstreetart #graffiti #streetart #urbanart #TrustyScribe