Quarantine Dreamin'
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November 17, 2020
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Hello. You're late. It's time to focus on the waste of time and what's really important. The quality of existence. The process of putting in effort. Rest Assure I am alive.... and Ok.
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I experimented in the beginning of this year, 2020 and put in words to record and process, to commune with talking to my future self. It was written prose as motivation.
In 2019, I just finished a whirlwind year of travel, experienced sickness, I found new levels of creativity, I experienced loss, self doubt and unbridled optimism. But that was before Covid-19 changed the world.
It was written motivation. An Echo: I will figure out a way to make the daily free flowing written word be decoded and understood. I battle on two levels of ambition and it was and still is a balance of order and chaos. Structure to be recklessness. Striking out before even getting to the plate mentality is death of the soul. I needed a way combat that attitude when it came to life. You say: It never works out.
I say: I'm chasing the rabbit around the track, down the hole, over the meadow to the keychain of 9 year old me. I am an echo of self. No matter how much we internalize our change we are usually defined by our past echo. Our actions, our thoughts, Our motivation.
So I created new echoes. I figured I talk to myself all the time in my head so why not talk to my future self to make sure I am where i needed to be in the future. A Daily Blog. But it didn't last.
Me: So where is this future self if I am indeed a version of this future self I talked about as my past self that wanted to talk to me or the future me?
You: What???
I am not him. He is in the year 2021. It's Summer. Covid is on it's heals and my process is in a new phase, functioning to best level of order and chaos. I will be places, Free. I will be places, Stuck. I will be human, trapped in my modernity. I will be creative and selling my art.
But if I were to relay this transmission on the Ether wave of time I would relay to the gray matter of my future mind and to that very near future self :
It's going to be OK. You are working on living your dreams and you looked into the future and made it happen. Keep working. Keep creating. Be yourself. Don't stop.
Until next transmission....
[Note to Future self: REST]
[Note to Future self: ASSURE]
Thank You.
Day 322
Quarantine Dreamin'
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