I Am Tired
And Thats The Best Thing
Not just today, not just sleepy. Don’t get it twisted. I need to wake up. Get woke.
I sleep ok. During the winter I am happy to hibernate. I know, always be grinding. I need to keep active, but I’m glad I have the wherewithal to restrain myself. We spend so much time focused on what we could do, we neglect what we should do. I have a lot to do, so much that I don’t want to make a decision about where to start. So, I do one thing. Just one. Start with something. Easy. When that happens, you can do something else.
Now it’s getting warmer, warmer, on its way to hot. May was hot, June less so. That’s my weather report. Now, over to Grant for sports.
Grant: ”We’re all different.”
This forum goes too slowly for news reports. I am learning how to research, and integrate what I learn into the story I’m telling. I just don’t want to fabricate facts, although to be clear, I do have a story. It’s not my strength. I’m learning. I have a tendency to get bogged down in facts that are not germane to the story. Or, are they? Makes it go slower. You can’t approach it like social media spew, the top of your head, the first wrong answer is good if it generates clicks standpoint.
The air is cooler, and it is wonderful to sleep in. Whatever comes next, we will adapt. And continue to live. One thing I’m sure of: it will not be what we predict. I could guess…but I don’t want that. You don’t want that. I’m sure that Ringo here doesn’t want that.
I’m tired.
But I can’t stop. I keep chasing echoes. Time to transport myself to the ether.
Hear me, you hearers
and learn of my words, you who know me.
I am the hearing that is attainable to everything;
I am the speech that cannot be grasped.
I am the name of the sound
and the sound of the name.
I am the sign of the letter
and the designation of the division.
The Thunder, Perfect Mind-Nag Hamadi Texts
You love the thunder, and you love the rain —
What you see revealed within the anger is worth the pain.
And before the lightning fades and you surrender,
You’ve got a second to look at the dark side of the man.
Jackson Browne-You Love The Thunder
visions
Visionaries are easy to come by, but is their vision accepted? By whom? Depends on what use the visions are. It takes a few believers to make a movement, a multitude will make you a star. Do you want that? You do, or you don’t. But you never really know.
The dream world is there to make you reorient yourself. To test you. Without the restraints of reality, or what passes for reality, in your everyday struggle. Don’t stay there forever. It’s a good place to visit, but, of course, you can’t live there. But if you can use it for what it’s for made for, your life will be better.
disengage
If you want it to. Some people are happier being defeated. Abdicating responsibility. Refusing to fight does not mean defeat. It means not letting an enemy dictate the terms of engagement. There is always an enemy. There is always defeat. There are are always people who refuse to engage, fight, win, decide. They know how to lose creatively. To prolong the retreat to raise the cost for the victor. Then it’s on to the next. There is always someone new to fight. That is what humans do. Fight the Fight.
You go, warrior. Keep on fighting. Hope it quells the rage.
After all this time
I tell myself that I’m
Not just wastin’ time
Oh, you know I’m not that way inclined
Phillip Lynott- Fight Or Fall
Have I retired, or retreated? I don’t like being scheduled, or being on a schedule, even though I flounder without it. The urge to travel is great. Or, maybe I’m just retreating. Life seems like work, and work has gotten a bad rap. I don’t mind it. What other people think is a distant voice, but it’s still in my hearing. It just doesn’t go away overnight.
Night is for other things.
Like the thunder.