The Universe awakened me at 1:28--I've no idea why. Generally, the Call to Write is the Reason~~~ the Universe sends me Info to be recorded and transmitted to an unwary Public innocent of the Nature and Direction of Intent, meaning, I am just a Conduit for Universal Spillage; stuff on this screen is suppose to appear "of its own accord", I mean, it'd be great if I had an agenda that includes [is the result of] some sort of Schedule,{where schedule MAY be syllabus} {{I mean shit---if only}}. Instead of any Agenda [in lieu] I have a reliance upon Feeling---(which is why I sucked at my Major)---whereby Feeling is NECESSARY for the NEED to ryte. I'm unreliable .
It's not that I don't `work on` shit--- Thoughts as drafts are ever-present in my Psyche-- I 'hold' them as I work which then allows Formulation ---that is -- the Whole becomes self aware as Knowledge and in the best cases Wisdom-------when this occurs the shit writes itself in the Exact same way that once you Master Sword Forms the Forms "DO" you .
I am loath to supply incomplete copy . Open-ended MindlessfullNess implies {speaks of} inability and/or laziness---BOTH when daunt and whelm have activated disTrust, Doubt and Suspicion . I sometimes wish there was a Pill for that ....................................
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