Muse
I visited my muse the other day. She's just a friend but time spent with her is quite thought provoking. I should clarify that it's not all hearts and butterflies; nothing of the sort in fact. She just has this uncanny ability to crack me open, and laying their-- existential evisceration covering the floor-- she ruthlessly picks at my bones. She is not the bearer of bad news though, I am my own undoing.And what she tells me is to live my life less skeptically, less point A to point B, less goal oriented and more frame of mind oriented. She tells me that all I have done is let go--as a solution; and not, in fact, simply let go of finding a solution. She tells me my existence isn't a puzzle but a beautiful experience. Most of this she doesn't actually tell me, but spoons off of the floor and elegantly drips in front of me.
This blog is a hole.
posted by Rob and Lauren @ 10:47 AM
1 Comments:
I don't think your blog is a hole...I think it is one of the most beautiful things I have read in a long time. It may take a while to figure out your path...hell, I'm still not sure of my own and I've been on it a while. Trust yourself, and if need be, latch on to one thing that you hold dear to you and never let it go. You've got talent in you. I have faith in you.
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