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A Journal of Sorts
"I've got too much energy to switch off my mind
but not enough to get myself organized
my heart is heavy - my head is confused
and my aching little soul has started burning blue"
~ The The ~
well it's not as bad as all that... it is... well... I wish I had the music to help me explain it... so many pieces of me are scattered... some buried... some lost in space... all because I chose to actualize unconditional trust 5 years ago... a lifetime of building a creative support world of words and music that depended on no one else... and years of creating a support network to people to write to for inspiration... all gone... for the trust in words has been damaged... and the library of words and music, what's left of it, is still out of reach...
that's what I get for trusting others with control of my heart and soul and the music and words that inspire and express me... and the healing has come a long way... so now the blue burning is more burning my excess energy again, rather than just consuming me... the fire of life, as opposed to the fire of death...
of course they are the same... only perspective changes...
and memories will grow and fuel the fires when I do not find enough inspiration in the moment to burn brightly... there is still no off switch in this mind, for better or worse, so I continue... sometimes making sense, sometimes making cents, and sometimes making nothing - or so it may appear...
but what of the years passed... or past, for that matter... time, matter, energy, what... what of the life spent sharing before now... what does it mean... is that for me to say... or...
yesterday?
