You want to know what is fun? Waking up in the morning with streams of thought that lead you to believe you are a brilliant manifestation of CREATION in one moment; and, certain you are a complete and utter waste of space in the next. I am grateful that I have been on this ride so long now that I am much better at finding safe jumping off points. Has anyone ever wondered why every “hero” has a sidekick? And, pretty much every “great man” has had a strong, supportive woman by
All this time behind closed doors
Nothing new to see
Just all of those things
No one wants to look at Sat in stasis
Sharing distraction upon distraction
Shaping our flat plains of existence
Into swept-under-the-carpet mountain ranges Hiding away from the consequences
Of our oxymoronic “civilization”
The puppeteers of our individual shadow plays
Scripted by the fires of our desires As Rome burns dol 04/04/2020 10:40am #selfexploration #humancondition #poetry #Musings
I have said it before. I will say it again. I am a cautionary tale. I will admit, it is far from a dull story. Often even entertaining… in a Mr. Bean, trainwreck kind of way.
If ever you find yourself rationalizing your actions by my example, please ensure you are doing the opposite.🙃 #selfexploration #cathartsis #memoir #humancondition #catharsis #storyteller #wordart #value
As much as nobody wants to hear them, I don’t want to have to tell my stories. However, the way I have managed to stay out of hospital for all but three weeks of my life (and that was 42 years in, oddly enough, save an additional night or two here and there) is to be honest about what I am experiencing. Certainly, when it comes out as spontaneous improv comedy, it at least induces some smiles. However, I find people are generally averse to any emotional expression, buoyant or
Or, the other side of the “fill your own cup” coin.
Everything has a flip side. This one has been waiting for me to be functional enough to post. Lol #selfexploration #cathartsis #humancondition #catharsis #Musings #storyteller #wordart #value
I just played through Blackbird, by the Beatles, 3 times in a row. Twice singing. And, yes, tripping a lot along the way. AND, all I could do after was tell myself I sucked. That I am a hack. That I have no discipline… I spent over a year learning that song. And, I know that even being able to trip through it is a feat for many guitarists (Something I will never claim to be. I accompany myself out of necessity.) Yet, I can actually, when in practice, do quite a good job of it
I set up this account over a month ago with the intent of starting to apply some discipline to my writing. And, in that time, I have found more reasons not to begin than I can count.
Today, realizing that I have to start somewhere, I remembered how it all began. My life became a story out of necessity. I became a storyteller. For the first time, in this moment, as I write this, I can see how, perhaps, I use too many commas… Teeheehee! (Maybe not the first time on that one. I