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...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
more to follow later and another day slips into the past... working full time consumes so much of a life it just doesn't seem fair... or make sense... how did the world get this way, anyway... so impersonal... so money-oriented... are people so afraid of their feelings that they had to create this system where most of their lives is spent away from love and family and meaningful experiences?... sometimes I think that the whole concept of professionalism is just window dressing for insensitivity and nt having to experience the feelings of being alive... I probably should have found a profession in the art world... I see this life as a movie anyway... here I am writing the script, sometimes after the fact, sometimes as it happens, sometimes as a plan or prophesy... and every day I go out and act my roles... but so many roles are subdued or left on paper... my life used to be much more of a musical, but the singer doesn't sing these days... heck, even the soundtrack has gone silent... and the romantic is asleep at the wheel with wheels spinning in some isolated ditch somewhere... heck, I seldom even write romantic dreams anymore... and I am even rhyming less than every... used to be I'd write on average 3-5 rhymes a day... now, maybe 3-5 a week?... definitely too far in the dead zone... it's not as if the ability is gone... motivation is what is missing... I can still sit gown and come up with four or five verses, a chorus and a bridge in a few minutes when I want to... I just don't dive into my creative waters mch these days... that is very sad, for me, cuz I love the feeling of expressing emotions almost as much as the feeling of actually feeling emotions... oh where, oh where is that wonder-child who is going to awaken the sleeping dummy from his slumbers?... dream on (but don't forget... dream until the dream comes true) J |
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