Things can be a bit hard. Things that take a long time to complete. It's something you chip away at taking what was and what you have albeit it reference more ideas influence and source material. It's this stream this passing back and force this energy. Energy is usually free time and when you are feeling guilty that you aren't allocating the right man hours. The hours you wish you had back the pieces that didn't lead to anything or the impulses that fell flat or just didn't fit. Didn't fit into an ear drum or onto my retinas. All these files folding around you all the places they can o and become in here or over there but all to a strobe all in a bottomless boat. Realize that this might be a pierce in the heart of culture. Or the written rules in front of us. The monotony of it all. Can this break something or even cause a crack. Where to put this in a place that doesn't support it. Where's my award for humility? When does it become apparent that I'm just trying and I'll always just try. Nothing is true in a living so built up on ladders and long lines. Where we wait is just a pile a traffic jam a denial even when the style of tile matches 100 miles an hour. Leave it sit or hope he changes it into a real thing. It's like I'm the spirit and he's the conjurer. I make the yarn but he makes the clothes.
Tuesday, June 21, 2016
The Threshold
I kind of want to keep making appearances on this subject.
Things can be a bit hard. Things that take a long time to complete. It's something you chip away at taking what was and what you have albeit it reference more ideas influence and source material. It's this stream this passing back and force this energy. Energy is usually free time and when you are feeling guilty that you aren't allocating the right man hours. The hours you wish you had back the pieces that didn't lead to anything or the impulses that fell flat or just didn't fit. Didn't fit into an ear drum or onto my retinas. All these files folding around you all the places they can o and become in here or over there but all to a strobe all in a bottomless boat. Realize that this might be a pierce in the heart of culture. Or the written rules in front of us. The monotony of it all. Can this break something or even cause a crack. Where to put this in a place that doesn't support it. Where's my award for humility? When does it become apparent that I'm just trying and I'll always just try. Nothing is true in a living so built up on ladders and long lines. Where we wait is just a pile a traffic jam a denial even when the style of tile matches 100 miles an hour. Leave it sit or hope he changes it into a real thing. It's like I'm the spirit and he's the conjurer. I make the yarn but he makes the clothes.
Things can be a bit hard. Things that take a long time to complete. It's something you chip away at taking what was and what you have albeit it reference more ideas influence and source material. It's this stream this passing back and force this energy. Energy is usually free time and when you are feeling guilty that you aren't allocating the right man hours. The hours you wish you had back the pieces that didn't lead to anything or the impulses that fell flat or just didn't fit. Didn't fit into an ear drum or onto my retinas. All these files folding around you all the places they can o and become in here or over there but all to a strobe all in a bottomless boat. Realize that this might be a pierce in the heart of culture. Or the written rules in front of us. The monotony of it all. Can this break something or even cause a crack. Where to put this in a place that doesn't support it. Where's my award for humility? When does it become apparent that I'm just trying and I'll always just try. Nothing is true in a living so built up on ladders and long lines. Where we wait is just a pile a traffic jam a denial even when the style of tile matches 100 miles an hour. Leave it sit or hope he changes it into a real thing. It's like I'm the spirit and he's the conjurer. I make the yarn but he makes the clothes.
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