mistergraves

I hate getting inspired sometimes.
I do love my friend here, who challenges me and tells me that I'm her last hope. That I'm the only friend she has that still spends so much time talking about a better world.
It's just that we can never decide on what to do about it.

We admit that humans are not designed to think long-term, and even if we manage to think long-term, we somehow have to manage dedication to an ideal... a hard thing for existentialists at heart.

But tonight after watching the movie Final Cut, we came up with some fairly solid plans. There is still my doubt... which is that I feel the only way I'll have a chance to really succeed with my creative pursuits is to let myself go. And by letting myself go I mean, well, losing most of my connection to people and their feelings and how they go about understanding things.

I must try to make my way in the ordinary world.
I don't need to believe in an ultimate purpose, but I do need to maintain "sanity" well enough to communicate my ideas in ways that can be understood by the masses/
I must also take more opportunities to market ideas, spread knowledge, and make certain other things more accessible.

But damnit, it's midnight, and I have to be up in 6 hours. I have a feeling that by tomorrow afternoon when I have finished with my duties, that I'll not have the energy I have now.
Partners are very good in situations like these. I may have to use my friend for a while until I get into the routine of doing stuff. It's like working out. You stop for a week, or a month and it's hard to start up again without some help. She'll give me ideas, I'll do the work. Work makes me feel useful.

But for now, sleep.
Right.