Your preoccupation with writing doesn’t mean you have found your purpose. It doesn’t mean you don’t type the words “is this what I want to do with my life?” over and over, as you stare at a blank page. It only means there are a handful of things your life is short for and defining … Continue reading The best is behind me

Inspiration is art's emotionally abusive boyfriend. You plough through the woe, hoping it will get better tomorrow. The slaphappy onanistic overwhelm which follows having made art hooks you, and you think it's worth hankering on (yeah, that was a sex innuendo). What if he brings you flora tomorrow? What if he asks you how you … Continue reading Insipid ration

As far as long-term planning goes, two ears and one mouth is a dud. If God really wanted us to listen more, He would've just made half of us ass ugly. Looks like God just went with evolutionary design and we turned that into didactic moral horseshit. Most listening was thwarting your impulse to talk. … Continue reading Right listening

What does the end of the world look like?Like this: If life looks like something, it looks like a birthday. Have you seen light fall down?The grace of a leopard stretching.If life looks like something, it must look like a mirror. Have you seen a cat on laser pointer?Humans on sunlight.If life looks like something, … Continue reading Life-light analogies