from the flat earth's edge

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2004.09.16 22:00 KST (EST + 13 hrs): Seoul, Republic of Korea

Do you know any musicians? Writers? A true painter of faces? Who among you knows the Artist, per se? What is it about this elusive creative process that burns and fades at the will and whim of the wind? I have no answers these days: streets look dirty, the air smells foul, books are lines of black words on dog-eared yellowing pages. And, as you might imagine, this is proving to be a royal pain in the ass.

As someone who enjoys the tumble of syllables and riverine fluidity of slick linguistic gabbing, finding my senses unattuned to my surroundings is one of the more stifling feelings I can imagine. Probably the second worst. The first being suffocation from laughing too much. (See? I have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm writing inanities).

But seriously folks, here's the kicker: it's that not anyone -- especially me -- can muster enough mastery to create, create, create like a Kerouacian Roman candle. But so many try: articles and songs, books and tracks fill the nooks and racks, the glossies and the airwaves for the world's hungry eyes, minds, ears and hands. Fair enough. But what happens when those artist's shine shines too dim? Or not at all?

Hell, even waxing on waning is hard to do. What more can I say than I've hit a low point? I don't see rasberries or butterflies in my dreams anymore; maybe it's the country, maybe it's the instability, maybe it's me. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

But yes, friends, the upside is that there is always a next step in the impromptu evolution of all things. I -- for one -- am most assuredly staying tuned to what's in store for the next chapter, phase, stage or sequel to my not-so-obvious transformation.

Until then, I'll be here, cross-legged, inhaling slow and patient heaves, gathing strength for the next round ... I've got a feeling this is only a segue. Because when the tall blonde finishes her tour around the ring with that placard, on my toes I'll again be.

From here to there, friends.

S*

Fave current track(s): "Hey Jude" - The Beatles, "Upgrade (A Brymar College Course)" - Deltron 3030, "Pale Blue Eyes" - The Velvet Underground
Current read(s) in progress: "The Tao of Elvis" - David Rosen