Being an artist is much harder work than most people imagine. I was in training for a while and it required a daily sacrifice which still causes my liver to ache. A concentrated effort to self-medicate the existential angst, which is a compulsory form of emotional weight training mandated for any post-modern artist, meant a steady diet of booze, pills, and cheezy combustibles. This takes its toll, thus the need to meditate. It's the Dali Lama's orders and who are we to argue with the voice of God.