Monday, January 6, 2014

Barricades in the Brain


I have not yet found the reason for why I do this, but I've found recently that I do this to myself well beyond the extent that I am willing to accept.

And "this", is keeping and honoring some sort of ethereal hierarchy in the sequence of execution of certain sub-tasks of a particular task category, that is purely self-imposed.

In this instance, I have not written in this blog, obviously, for a very long time.   The truth is that an event so dire took place in my life; so dire that for the longest time I felt that I could not and should not write about anything else until I "honor" that event by writing about it.  Moreover, writing about that event was to take so much thought, time, and effort, if I were to "honor" it the way only I could imagine being appropriate, that in the end nothing happened for so many months.  Neither have I written about that or anything else.  So I just died at this barricade that I built all by myself.  Nothing got done, nothing happened.

I should have someone look at that.

I bet that my sister, completing her psychiatry residency at the moment, would be eager to sink her mindgame paws into this issue.  But I somehow feel that Mr. Henry McKenna is much better suited for the occasion.

But on that note, I plan to begin writing more... again.  I have felt the inspiration for quite some time and until now I just could not dedicate the time to it.

I am also going to start posting regularly the discoveries in two things that seem to follow me wherever I may go:


What's Playing ?

Wild Belle - Keep You

Josh Ritter - Harrisburg



What's Pouring ?

Bell's White Winter Ale





And by the way:
What the Fuck?

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