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July 16, 2004
untitled.
miserable,
dizzying,
maddening life:
circumventing joy for the sake of fear.
empty
broken,
unable to speak,
desperately seeking to find correlation.
brilliant,
inspiring,
boundless hope:
beauty only seen outside the empty shell.
Ever have one of those moments of inspiration where you suddenly can't help yourself, but just spew forth some sort of creative impulse inside your head.. and you think, "If only I had some paper."
What's written is one of those moments, but it's a broken moment. It's broken due to my inability to recall 90% of what I had thought just as I placed myself before a writing implement (i.e. my computer). Desperate to remember at least part of it, I've put down what I can piece together - recalled and new. It doesn't have quite the same feel, but I guess it works.
While considering why it was that my mind drew an absolute blank staring at the text area in my entry screen I made a realization: perhaps half of the destruction of these creative thoughts comes from their physical and visual manifestation.
Maybe it's just when you stare at it in written form you can't really focus on what was, and all you see is what is.
Perhaps it's just the channeling of that creative flow that makes art beautiful. Perhaps it's the manifestation that destroys the intent.
Posted by irena at July 16, 2004 10:19 AM
Comments
deep thoughts, by Irena Pereira
Posted by: matt d at July 20, 2004 10:37 AM
"...circumventing joy for the SA-KE of fear..."
That was how I first read it, and I thought, wow...Irena is super deep today.
Posted by: Oakley at August 1, 2004 10:53 AM
I guess the inclusion of alcohol in the poem would have brought my introspection level up 10x ;P
Posted by: irena at August 2, 2004 09:45 AM