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sometimes when I'm waiting on a piece of news or a message back that matters to me in some big way, I become infested with a nervous energy that just can't sit still inside my normal routines and habits. Art is one place to pour it, I've learnt, but so is deciding NOT to just head home but instead to take a spontaneous turn, and another, and another, until I end up somewhere quite close to home but utterly unfamiliar, perhaps somewhere that I couldn't have imagined was just around the corner the whole time, and in that moment things feel bigger and more open, the future expands far out into the beyond, and my little moment of time finds its drop of peace.
And then I get back on my bike, and head back into my routines, the moment passes and the worry returns, but I ride off knowing that the significance of that expansive moment WILL echo into my actual future, and whatever that message says, I'll know I lived all the way through it
Mar 23, 2025
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Got some news yesterday about someone I love
Suddenly a lot of things mattered less
Some wishy washy desires became goals
For a little while I had X-ray vision
The world sped up and slowed down at the same time
— I didn’t like the news but I’m glad I know it, because it was already a thing, so better to know
All at once without warning I’m living on a different planet: it is barren, hostile, rocky, and dry
But I know there are treasures here. I’m going to find them.
Dec 22, 2024
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this rec’s about life. i think im thinking back on how creativity & exploration were way bigger in my life back in childhood, not stressin around towards certain goals, rushing blindly w an idea of importance. there’s a bit of senselessness to the everyday, somedays either seeming like stayin behind partly closed eyes or like being chased by a big >something< that’s CATCHING UP.
main quest life quickly becomes a task list.
embracing side quest life, discovering and taking back time. do less important stuff (it’s not important) and more fun stuff, letting it take its time. maybe there’s something bigger hidden there than the main story line could ever hold 💫
May 13, 2024
It’s short enough, so let me try dropping the text here. Follow the link for an accompanying demo, the 59th unreleased song I’ve shared this year on my Substack newsletter, ’organizing an accident’.
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Wanting to be something you’re not is a form of suffering.
If we accept this as true, then life itself, as the Buddhists say, is suffering. This line of thinking has always resonated with me. It also immediately strikes up the beatnik who’s squatting in my soul, saying things like: “Hey baby, if this is wrong, than I don’t wanna feel right.”
It’s through our suffering, our yearning, our active participation in it all—that we can pass from that which we “were not” to that which we “are” now. Sometimes, this process is experimentally prodded and analyzed, with each shifting atom felt and celebrated. Other times, probably more often than not, we find ourselves abruptly at our unannounced point of arrival where we either stick out our thumbs and hail a ride back or get on with it, find some comfortable ground, and pitch a tent.
Where do we go from here?
The human condition is anything but permanent. Any semblance of permanence in our lives should be treated with utmost suspicion. From one second to the next within the microcosm, despite any recognizable turbulence, you and I and the world in which we inhabit are constantly transforming anew.
Resistance is futile.
Thus, we embrace change. Personally, I love change. I love big change, and I love it incrementally too. Whether it's discovering an entirely new country, writing a piece of music, choosing an unexplored route on a daily commute, or, yes, even the few gray hairs that have appeared on my head this year. It is in our nature, but due to a variety of obstacles and circumstances, some will always opt for or falter to a reality closer to a reenactment of The Sims, continuously walking into walls.
It is also in our nature to build bridges we'll later bomb, create moral and aesthetic standards we'll never exemplify, and partake in all manner of acts of self-sabotage. This could lead one to move cautiously through the world or worse, adopt a nihilistic posture towards it. The only greater tragedy than a person beaming with potential but paralyzed by fear is one motivated by cynicism.
Feb 22, 2024
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