And I reached the millstone with my project incomplete (I wanted to list all the mistakes from my previous posts, but as most of the mistakes were born of ignorance, I am not yet sure of what to correct.) I just can’t come up with a post deserving of the place. And so, I’ll simply write 300 words, nothing more nothing else, it’s all I have for today. I hope I have a better post for you tomorrow.
A day had passed, and nothing lasted; I still felt reduced by time.
A young man who lost his path was a young man with no path a year later.
It is a shame when nothing be, in the place of genius and the highest dreams.
So one day is marked and then another; time will last it will be seen.
I will record my every move every day I will observe.
I will write down my every action and let my tired self observe.
Time will pass the days be simple using shorthand in memory’s place.
But one thing will be true after, every day will show some gain.
I will know what I’ve been doing body, music, spirit, brain.
And one day I will look back, this will be my source of gain.
So yeah, if it doesn’t help, I’ll put together a separate website and find every way to remove my privacy. If my self-image can’t be a good motivator, I’ll use shame and embarrassment instead.
I wish to be an artist I want to create something great.
I wish to change the world for the better but I fear any change I make will lead to negative consequences.
I like to claim I have enough power but I don’t know how much power is needed.
I doubt my every move and action because I know we are all wrong at least half of the time.
Well, apparently I wrote out three hundred and fifty-eight words including this. I hope you enjoy my somewhat unfiltered thoughts. Well, my afterthoughts in a way I had some of this in my head before and then I just, I don’t know even.