free-dumb

Ladies and gentlemen... I have given up this lost cause. I, as a writer, have surrendered to the oft-periodic lull in my creativity. The juices have dried up and the flesh is corroding. I have nothing to write on. I have no muse. I empathize with the out-of-work-populus. I am objectively subjectless and my writing has become subjectively objectless.
Let me analyse my subjects.
My favorite subject was me. perversely obsessed with my ownself. obsession bordering on addiction. not anymore. i guess this is the withdrawals.
however i put my thoughts into this text. my memory mapped in this grid of words.
i feel like that old clapton song. I feel free.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.

I can walk down the street, theres no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes dont see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.

my street is my mind. i walk it alone. and in a strangely liberating way. today. i feel free. i dont know if this feeling is evanescent. fleeting. but its true. today.in this moment i feel liberated. i forgive the 'pavements are one huge crowd.'
My eyes dont see them. i am oblivious to their to effects on me. i forgive them.
i feel like god himself. i embrace them. today. this moment. they have no influence on me.
forgive.never forget. this day. like all of them.
i forgive my foes.
i forgive my teachers.
i forgive my friends.
i forgive her.
i forgive god.
i ask for their forgiveness.
your life is a function of your mind.
i feel free.
catch me if you can.

Remembrances

You think away lonely nights
Think about the laughs, you think about the fights
Then you learn to grin and bear
what was once , is no longer there
And so lingers a voice in your head
Remember... Remember what she said...

Peering through the evening sky
to look for him and ask him why
then you trot and move on
the child has grown and the dream is gone
Fear is fuelled and inhibitions well fed
Remember... Remember what she said...

She said it will last forever
Doubted that, I had never
Then she left me all alone
You promised her the stars
now she has never seemed as far

your head is heavy and your eyes red
and then she called and she said
I, like her, must move ahead
wat was once, is now dead
quiet whispers from her side of the bed
Remember... Remember what I said...