n. a feeling of resonant connection with an author or artist you’ll never meet, who may have lived centuries ago and thousands of miles away but can still get inside your head and leave behind morsels of their experience, like the little piles of stones left by hikers that mark a hidden path through unfamiliar territory.
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Bringing to the boil
Heat flows from my fire,
warming my living room
and my heart.
The fuel today,
branches wind beaten to flukes,
were found free as road kill.
The explanation:
The want for my body to keep warm matches a wish to burn with inner thought.
Yet creative glow reduce to embers, as WAR with need to just-stay-alive develops.
The cashstrap army, to fight this war, require disproportionate distraction from pure creativity. They gain support from countries like ASDA, and its neighbour B&Q, who offer guns loaded with suppression, bombardments of truth decay and papered money nerve gas. The prize: Confining inner development to a catacomb of underground ideas, ideas, not based on existing… but to question. Ideas formalised through poetry.
My soul mother told me to always work at what I’m meant to do. Yet today, my birthright, a belief in creative meta… is thought deviant, controlled by the few corrupted into believing, believing that creativity is allowed only after applying for funding, that the ‘meat’ fuelling success is divisional into outcomes… Outcomes that look to fit; Art, writing or performing, and their subjects; Beauty, death, and rage, into positive vehicles that help people get back into jobs for the dead.
This cultural shift feeds a reductive choice, a dichotomy - To continue, to existence beneath the whorl of work and indifference and starve…
Or…
Draw on lifes’ flimsy time bank in order to complete the mundane section of job applications. Where made up interests and lying about a passion for the post- rest in invisible ink. The hope (if we are chosen or that the advertised job actually exists) is that we can use the mantra of constructed confidence during the shock of interview.
Question:
Do we cajole our minds with received ideas of a right to work. Missing that in doing so, we are constructing colloquiums of architectural support to house the argued weight that work (and therefore surviving) can only be seen as purposeful if it exists outside the subterranean..
