I haven't been able to sleep, my rhythm is all messed up from being sick for 4 days. I watched a DVD about the Ramones for the 3rd time and saw Joey in another deeper light. I'm grateful that I was a part of the NY scene back then and have 2 Ramone tickets that prove that I've seen them. Anyone can claim to have seen them after the fact. nanananana :0
It's snowing out and my cat is sitting next to me as I type this. He's been following me around in my sickness and just kind of annoying me or making me laugh at his cat behavior. Right now he's trying to capture my apple; he truly believes it's a living thing, he keeps smacking it with his paw. This sickness did me some good, I managed to crash after working too much and I want to set my priorities straight again. My family and loved ones come first, the rest is just stuff that can be replaced or can wait if it costs too much right now. I have nothing in me that gives me a good future as a rat in the big race, nothing except madness.
I heard that there's an artist that starved a dog in his art gallery, are we really becoming this twisted? I also ran across that documentary about Tibet and it broke my heart. There are a few documentaries that have done that to me recently and I feel true shame for mankind. There is nothing that can justify what is being done to those people, it's just as bad as trying to justify Stalin or Hitler. I've always felt a connection to their art and way of life, I can't believe that China might succeed in wiping them out.
Anyway, there are a few birds outside my window singing and I need to try to catch some sleep. It's good to fall asleep to their song, it brings back memories of all nighters where I couldn't stop with a painting I had started. I hope that magic comes back, I want that feeling again.
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