From: 'Words Without Alcohol'
On my way home, after a tiring day at the office, I put Nouela on in the car and suddenly all sorts of thoughts arise, musings if you will. Once home, I sit down in my garden to write things down. This is fresh off the press.
The word madness comes to me.
Two of the three cats spontaneously sit with me, next to my cup of SMM tea (Spicy Morocco Mint).
A consideration for myself: do I continue blogging on this site or do I decline the honor? The reason could be because my inspiration sometimes falters. Is that because I work too much and there is too little time for relaxation?
A kind of answer appears immediately.
So this is actually an enormous warning that comes to light this way and reveals itself. Not a good reason to stop then, but an invitation to address the cause. Everything that has 'too' in front of it is generally not okay, right?
Are there exceptions? Too delicious is surely very okay?!
Are there still topics that haven't been covered? Is it time for something different? Where is that source of inspiration?
My thoughts spontaneously turn to a very old yellowed and faded little book by Xaviera Hollander, I can't recall the title, but it's about her noble endeavor to guide men and women with problems regarding energy blockages.
I think I've phrased that quite nicely :-)
Maybe it's simply time for a new jacket! Literally and figuratively.
A variation in the form of a condom with banana flavor.
In my dreams I wrap myself in the sound of silence. Walking through narrow streets in the darkness, I recognize my friend. I come to talk with you again. About my vision that many seeds are planted everywhere. I can't avoid it.
We touch the sound of silence and in the naked light we see many people talking without speaking and hearing without listening.
Where are the sounds of life? Do you dare disturb the silence? Even if you are then called foolish?
Do you hear my words, to learn something? Do you feel my arms reaching toward you?
Listen to the falling of raindrops in the silence and look through your eyelashes at the words from the glimmers.
They carry a message.
Madness means, among other things, according to the 'Van Dale':
1 insanity
2 great nonsense
Or according to wiktionary:
- medical) suffering from a mental disorder, insanity
- nonsense, impossible
And according to me it means the sense to delusion.
The courage to see differently with the risk of being called mad.