This is a first post. It won't be perfect. As a writer you want everything to fall into place and for it all to work. This is a blog. It's not the great American novel. Norman Mailer claimed before his death that the great American novel is a myth and won't ever happen anyway. That's another debate for another time.
We post to throw something out there. To call out into the gap between souls and feel the whispering voice of our own creation remind us who we are. We post for the same reason that we get up in the morning. We post because we seek the greatest vision of our selves, not in some egocentric way. But in the same way that we seek connection with a friend over a cup of coffee in a cafe, or by holding the door for a stranger coming in behind us out of the rain. We post because we need to declare that this is who we are, in this moment. Not tomorrow, or the next day, or even last week. This is who I choose to be this forever-tinged, multi-hued instant.
Take me in your arms. Wrap me in the silence of eternity. Make fun of me if it makes you happy. Join me in a song if you feel it welling up inside. I am with you. You and me, and we are all together.
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Or something like that. (apolos to John, for lifting that last bit)
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Forget should. Forget doing. Just be.
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What it is...
This page is a place for me to throw out the stuff that matters and have it stick somewhere. I'm focusing on the creation of life as art. It won't be perfect, and it won't be politically correct. And just because I'm often focusing on cute things that are fluffy and white (Milo is all of the above) it doesn't mean that I am always with him in his fluffy cute whiteness. Enjoy that fact. Revel in your own unfluffiness sometimes.
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2 comments:
"Forget Perfection" (to me) captures the essence of humans most valued asset, spirituality.
Spirituality is hard to capture and put into a jar for measurement or examination. I believe spirituality is a gift we all are born with. It is the knack kids have to observe an adult they have just met and see into their hearts instead of just the words coming out of their mouths. I choose to join the author of "Forget Perfection" in song. Don't you wish more children grow up and moved into adulthood and were able to retain some of their childhood spiritual awareness?
I guess I'd tend more toward wishing that those qualities were fostered in kids. Instead, as a society, I think we crush and stamp out the spark when we see it. Critical thinking is far less valued than rote memorization. Respect for dogma and towing the line are prized over seeking and enjoying the journey.
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