some not-great poetry inspired by this one.... detaching from ego ; )
1
Do not write in bed. Well okay, you can write in bed but only if an elderly dog has jumped up into the bed next to you, and you don’t want her to strain herself by jumping down again and following you in to the living room. She follows you everywhere.
2
If you do write in bed, take care not to fall asleep while you are writing. Stay awake. That is the most important rule of writing. And life.
3
If you fall asleep, at least notice you fell asleep. Allow a sneeze to wake you up. Allow a terrible life mistake to wake you up. Vow to not make that mistake again. Know that you will.
4
They will tell you to take time to stop and smell the roses. This is not wrong, but also feel the thorns. Feel the prick when you pick up a rose, fully expecting sensual pleasure, and then you feel pain. Feel it all.
5
Start every morning this way, with writing, with tending to the old dog, with feeling both the pleasure and pain of the rose. Try to stay awake. Forgive yourself when you fall asleep. Let the dreams carry you to the land of the dead where you’ll meet your loved ones again. Wake up and know they aren’t here. But yet they are.
This gives me a feeling of peace. Of excitement, depth, rhythm of life. "Allow a terrible life mistake to wake you up. Vow to not make that mistake again. Know that you will." Feel the prick. Feel it all. Try to stay awake. And yes, they are. Your dead loved ones are even tonight plotting to give your good old dog stairs.
some not-great poetry inspired by this one.... detaching from ego ; )
1
Do not write in bed. Well okay, you can write in bed but only if an elderly dog has jumped up into the bed next to you, and you don’t want her to strain herself by jumping down again and following you in to the living room. She follows you everywhere.
2
If you do write in bed, take care not to fall asleep while you are writing. Stay awake. That is the most important rule of writing. And life.
3
If you fall asleep, at least notice you fell asleep. Allow a sneeze to wake you up. Allow a terrible life mistake to wake you up. Vow to not make that mistake again. Know that you will.
4
They will tell you to take time to stop and smell the roses. This is not wrong, but also feel the thorns. Feel the prick when you pick up a rose, fully expecting sensual pleasure, and then you feel pain. Feel it all.
5
Start every morning this way, with writing, with tending to the old dog, with feeling both the pleasure and pain of the rose. Try to stay awake. Forgive yourself when you fall asleep. Let the dreams carry you to the land of the dead where you’ll meet your loved ones again. Wake up and know they aren’t here. But yet they are.
This gives me a feeling of peace. Of excitement, depth, rhythm of life. "Allow a terrible life mistake to wake you up. Vow to not make that mistake again. Know that you will." Feel the prick. Feel it all. Try to stay awake. And yes, they are. Your dead loved ones are even tonight plotting to give your good old dog stairs.
Oh, these are powerful. I love the last line most...Wake up and pee, the world is on fire. thank you for sharing this, Ariel
i appreciate your appreciation, nancy! wake up and pee, the world is on fire!
Since making it past 50
I'm learning more and more that I'm not as creative as I have told myself I am.
It's becoming a freeing mantra to just create.
Just create.
Just fucking create.
Just create. Make many bad artworks! Throw clay! Spill all the words!