YESTERNIGHTS, NAUGHTS, AND BURNS SO BRIGHT

am and an allegory of sleepless nights
the naughts, gnats
and frights

to deal with the stressures
yeahxactlys
and


oh God, I must be tired
thoughts resired

the draughtsman

REALITY AND CREATIVITY

Hey wait, what Reality? and what Realty? Real estate or real states?  Yes, one does find some words confusing especially one wants to make the right message go across some bridge or some courier, flight, transport or whatever.  And do you realize how art does its own way of confusing one with words?  Yes art does that and it somehow is up to someone to know the difference between reality and fictionalized creativity.  Otherwise there would be nothing else to do or wonder about if one can't challenge someone else's mind.  Such is the art of what needs to be attracted to steer one or to clear one from thoughts inappropriate or to whatever notions.  Grasping one's thoughts through any kind of art that would wake up our senses has different levels of attraction to people.  I don't know how much you or someone else is turned on to certain kinds of art but I must say though that I still do not want to leave the visual and the audio and spiritual world.  

SLOWN DOWN

It's around one at dawn and I'm quite comfortable with this rhythm.  But usually I just wake up at three.  And of course as I continue to be doing this sort of thing called blogging,  music would accompany me as I do so.  And though at times I do feel so much more alone than the usual lonesomeness, I find the inspiration in music and of course to worry about some other things that are the basics which are food, shelter, clothing and utilities.