So lately I've been at a loss for words. I usually spend so much time listening, thinking, and trying to mold other peoples thoughts into my life (all written in many journals and random pieces of paper to be organized!) . I am believer that very few people have an original thought................i am one that doesn't have an original thought. It's not that people don't think for themselves, just that someone else had the thought earlier in life.
And now that i read that paragraph 9 times I realize it sounded very insulting to any artist. Insulting to my own intelligence. Like I said, I'm a at a loss for so many great words lately. I think I've been so wrapped up in finding out who I am as a person and finally being happy with myself that I lost a lot of insight on life. Sometimes when your lost you have so many great things to say and do, and when you find yourself you have to excute them. And that's where I get lost.
Thinking it is one thing. Having the ambitiion, motivation and courage is another.
So here I sit thinking I have it figured out and sad because I stare at my journal and cannot find a thing to write. And then I realize I don't have it figured out.........I can't live my life without a journal, a song, someone elses words that touch me. Is it a never ending circle? I sure hope it is....maybe it's just a sign to organize the journals and then I can start the movie, finish the song, and write the book. Somehow, this entry became very helpful...sorry for another rambling.......but hey, it's me........
And now that i read that paragraph 9 times I realize it sounded very insulting to any artist. Insulting to my own intelligence. Like I said, I'm a at a loss for so many great words lately. I think I've been so wrapped up in finding out who I am as a person and finally being happy with myself that I lost a lot of insight on life. Sometimes when your lost you have so many great things to say and do, and when you find yourself you have to excute them. And that's where I get lost.
Thinking it is one thing. Having the ambitiion, motivation and courage is another.
So here I sit thinking I have it figured out and sad because I stare at my journal and cannot find a thing to write. And then I realize I don't have it figured out.........I can't live my life without a journal, a song, someone elses words that touch me. Is it a never ending circle? I sure hope it is....maybe it's just a sign to organize the journals and then I can start the movie, finish the song, and write the book. Somehow, this entry became very helpful...sorry for another rambling.......but hey, it's me........
bentman:
I often find journals a great tool to remember stuff. Half of the time that I read past journal entries I'm like "I actually wrote that? Hot fuck on toast I can't believe I wrote that". Other times the past entries brings back memories I'd rather forget. But it cetainly makes for interesting times.