Listen to the Wind
It’s 5:30 in the afternoon, a cold front is supposed to be blowing through. Buffy and Boots are rolling around on the grass pouncing on each other like a couple of kittens. As for me I stopped watching the Georgia/Kentucky game and came outside for my sheer sanity. But the wind is whipping around pretty good, but still no cool air, just another fall afternoon in the South.
We all pour ourselves into something, rather it’s work or recreation. I look to writing as my escape. Like the wind blowing through the tops of the trees causing the dry leaves to fall. As I grow older, that’s how I see my writing. With the wind acting as inspiration and the falling leaves the product of that inspiration. I see every day how big business and conservative media “wail and gnash their teeth” over supply chains and lazy Americans not willing to work. Well maybe if some of these tax dodging corporations would to look at their employees less like commodities. And more like human beings, than maybe they wouldn’t have a disenfranchised workforce.
But enough of standing on the soapbox. Why are we so afraid of free thinkers? Why were we so much more comfortable with our creativity packaged in shiny little boxes instead of in the vision it was intended? For a few years now I have tried my best to commodify my work. Package it in simple easy to read books and blog post. But the more I try, the less inspired I become. I guess what I’m trying to say is, no matter you’re calling or station in life. Make your life your own. The only reason we need more is we desire more. Look at your life, decide for yourself what is most important. Allowing others rules stifle your creativity is a disservice to yourself and humankind as a whole.
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