Showing posts with label the mind. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the mind. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Your Meltdown


Friday, May 17, 2013

Don't Make Great Art

Don't try to make great art, I tell myself.  Just make your art, the art that flows from you, that reflects you, I continue.  Great art doesn't matter.  What matters I tell myself, is to enjoy life  and to reflect my life in the work I do.  I should listen to me.  I could be making sense.

Friday, February 1, 2013

They'll Just Roll Their Eyes


THE TEXT:

I was always pissed off
Because I'm a dork.  I've made a habit of  not
thinking.
I wasn't who
I wanted to be.        In good times or bad
                                     I looked like
                                           an 
                                         idiot
                      with a frickin' mental illness.
                       All I can say is I'm not
                      satisfied with my lousy life.
                             Will I change me?
                         I'm
just rolling with the punches.  
                         They'll just roll their eyes.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Sometimes

the text

Did
you
know  sometimes you need to
           deny that  human life can be lived like
           you can keep it going as you have?

You're telling yourself that maybe this time
it'll be different.  Don't you know that's
                                  dangerous?
                                                                                        "Wait-- what?"

Sometime the
  tell-tell brain asks:
"How do you deal with this open wound?
 These are perilous days
 and lonely runs both ways?"

G
U  Well, I guess I'd answer:
L               "To make life better
P                                     love your life,
                because life is precious.         You
have to rethink everything you thought you knew.

There's more benefits of life in the slow lane.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Shenanigans


This is sarcasm.  Shenanigans get you into trouble.  People tend to wag their finger in a shenanigator’s face and tell you not to make waves, or rock boats, or be different, but the different among us are not just interesting, they make life interesting for all of us.  Don’t declare failure.  Sitting up straight is insignificant.  Be significant.  Let the shenanigans of your past haunt you.  For shenanigators, it isn’t haunting, its fond memories.