Houdini and Da Vinci

Sometimes, I wish I could pull a Houdini, from this box of troubles. You know, wink at the world, smile, walk into the thickest of my problems and...
POOF!

and I'm gone.

But there are other times, when I'm not too frustrated, flustered. When I am on a peaceful island among my thoughts, when I feel somewhat optimistic about the dystopia our world has become. It is in those moments, that instead of Houdini, I want to become
Da Vinci.

Yes. Him. Why?
Because, I've realized that life is a matter of perception. Of inferences and conclusions. Of personality and imagination. And so I wish to have the perception of the greatest artist ever (imo). So that, instead of running away, I can instead look at my problems from a new point of view.

And suddenly, realize that they aren't problems, but in fact just a part of life that I can benefit from.

And with that, come to that the problem is actually me. For it was my vision that painted it a problem.
And so it is for all of us, don't you think?