Not because it's cold and rainy today & I'm in a cozy
office in Oakland; not because I don't understand a Thing!! about
Any of the Tasks at hand; not because the sound of people's voices seem
distant and far away & certainly not because I'm hungry for Mango
flavored ice cream.
What warms my heart my soul and my craving which used to turn itself to
discos, dances, warm flesh & electronic music is this:
just to close my eyes and realize what it means to
rest in peace.
The next time you're asked: what do you envision yourself doing for
work & you say: to be creatively involved with ideas and materials; to
do "good" & communicate with people & you hear in response: no really,
what kind of job do you really want.
consider not being alive as a better answer.
bitter
unconnected
& drowning in despair
because the inability to be specific
is killing you
-- Jeff Wietor
