Tuesday, January 4, 2011
like Christ's first week...
this one is turning out to be a productive one for everyone, especially the future.And like Christ, I, to am proud of my pure creation. Yes, the future is going to be in love with what is begun this week. So the writer marches on and a brutal march it is. The mission is product and continuance, word count, world and universe and situation construction and destruction. That is the name of the writer's game- consumption then creation within a context structured of that reconstituted goo's stuff. So let's just say pretty much infinite within parenthesis. There is a lot of the DNA of the writer in his writing. This is more obvious than it is, necessarily. I am now at a place in my life where I have the ability to change those traits/behaviors about myself that I may find undesirable. And if I do not make this effort and succeed, then I am a failure again and again until I settle and suffer shall the World. As is the life of the writer. I take my burden very seriously to uplift the World by the force of my language equations and the dynamics and situations they involve. Here, we won again!
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