allergies, head colds of snot streams & rockets...
1st ammendment concerns, censorship of art, the zot...
the loss of certain higher echelon voices are sorely missed...
the outside ramblings of discontent, catfighting and threats of litigation.
the call of creativity, the stagnant process and the muddled voice. the weariness of the daze, the call of the dive and the fever of love. six months and then some. mundane, sacrifice and safety. practicality, individuality and halves to a whole.
so my spirit does not sing of late for the weariness overtakes my fingers. my third eye sees a way though the path is dark and the visions are questionable. though who's question? propriety? polar perceptions, porn and pin-ups. derierre, decolletage and de mons. devine, degenerate and derranged. dreams, tail-gates and consistency. strangers and friends.
disenchantment and beautiful hearth...
solitary chances, team advances, consistent struggles and well toned muscles.
so i lurk. silent. brooding, vacant and thoughtful.
stone cold stares and flirty glares... smirks, quirks and squirts. staccato, stuck and disjointed.
so... i gonna start making art again. it always was my shine.
it's just the motivation that breaks my mind. it's within reach, the whatnots are at my fingers so much is not for what i want to do. i need to scale back to move forward...
what do i need?
we'll see.
aloha,
j
and now... for the
hope you are feeling better.......i killed that green fairy in less than a week
still slogging thru with the current lineup.......i'm losing enthusiasm for playing and even dj-ing......tonight i caught myself thinking, "this is all so stupid, what is the point?"
peace!!