often the babbler is babbling somewhere shortly after the initial idea emerges because it is the way of the babbler to enter the free associative land of babbling (which includes a fair share of repetition and not just for the sake of silly humors either, but we might get to that in another life as business fills life today, though a few moments here can almost remind us of a more restful happy time like remembering rhyme, even) cuz it is when the mind is opened to the infinite stream of imagination that the idea can connect with the big picture and find other ideas that help form a new explanation of whatever the idea might be and therein develop some profounder meaning after all the babbling (and blogging, for the moment) is said and done...
maybe the blog family remembers... in this online incarnation of the written gardens, relatively long ago (a decade is a long time in these early cyber years) the babbling was seeking a balance with the format and style and still retaining some semblance of the infinite eternity that fueled the babbler's babbling ways... before the internet, most of the emotions came out in rhyme (in thousands of volumes and tens of thousands of songs, with and without musical accompaniment)... and then came this blog that attempted brevity, so these babblings sort of slipped into the ethers of the mind and may have caused some indigestion, or worse, but it was never gone, just sleeping...
the thing is that while sleeping, all sorts of human frailties and stupid mind games can influence the sleep-writing babbler and especially when living in a profoundly repressed, suppressed, and depressing world (which we can discuss some other time if you care to), sadness can overwhelm like a tsumani of emotion and it is too easy to feel powerless as the infinity eternity of the streams of consciousness and unconsiousness reach up from the depths for attention (and when in rome, we drown, or something like that)... remembering, it is what i do, after all... remember?...
all you need to do is remember that waking up cures everything and you realize you don't have to be sad, unless you really want to be sad, in which case, enjoy it :)
narf :)
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