In world where intrusive thoughts come with crippling consequences, a hapless musician attempts to conquer the often impossible task of getting out of his own way to be the man he wants to be.
“What is self-hatred, when everybody has Buddha nature?" - Dalai Lama He didn’t live as a creative in LA. Here, one might scrape by, working uninspired freelance gigs and unrewarding assistant jobs as their peers excel in their pursuits and purchase big houses with Marvel money. It can ignite existential disturbances, flooding their mind with self doubt. I made Positive Reinforcement as a response to the isolation so many of us inflict on ourselves, be it from industry frustration or creative diffidence. Suffering uniquely, every individual is entitled to their respective form of cope. Drugs, sex, or pain might offer temporary solutions. Depending on one's vice, the severity of consequence can vary, but avoidance is a quick route to a slow death. To me, Ronald’s plight is a relatable one. Can he surrender his self indulgences and become the artist he knows he can be? I remain optimistic.