Sometimes I crave recognition and commentary as a reassurance that I might be better than average, even excel at something. Everyone wants to know that they have a gift, some form of prowess, a “something exceptional” that deserves an attaboy pat on the head.
I write because I need to catch a bouncing tennis ball.
At other points, the words pour with alacrity, urgent, demanding, and a quench to the heated thoughts being forged in reaction to an onslaught of emotional intensity. Good, bad, high flying optimism, crumbling shades of depression, maniacal exuberance, blaspheming anger blinding out reason, blue oceans of regret and shame – any and all as long as the fire burns hot enough to crack the walls.
I write because I like eating my chew toy.
Rare is the moment of universal quiet when thought retains an unadulterated purity unstained by dramatic flare, event or heart or mind driven twinge. When understanding is met or sought, clarity is both absent and present, and where the exercise itself serves the purpose.
I write because I’m a dog, and a keyboard feels like a warm blanket and pillow on a snow day.
I’m not sure I totally understand all the reasons why,
But that’s okay – keeps me from getting hurt.”
“Your rules suck,
You don’t understand me or what I need at all,
I know enough to know I’ll be fine which means you just don’t get it.
I’m absolutely going to get away with it, maybe, if I know I won’t get caught.”
What will happen?
I’m probably going to be upset even if you tell me,
But eventually I’ll trust why you say no,
Be patient because I’m still learning.”
“You put up a something in front of me and now it’s in my way,
There are a million reasons that I need to be over that obstacle and you don’t understand or really appreciate them anyways,
I’m different from you in so many ways that I can barely imagine what that rule is about,
Doesn’t really matter much because I’m going to do what has to be done anyways,
If that means I have to explain why i did it afterwards,
The rules are there to be broken anyways,
Loosen up and just let me do what I want to,
This is happening one way or another so help me or just move aside,
BI-POLAR (Type 1) FULL MANIA:
“Interesting that you feel that way,
However because you don’t understand that this is connected to the three things I’m working on here which are actually very important to you it must be a mistake that this obstacle is here and I will have to just go around it or through it or maybe change how I see it so that its not actually there at all,
That first push didn’t really work and now I’m really quite angry at this entire arrangement and the ways that is is keeping me from doing what I should actually be doing right now so I’ll have to do this again and more clearly figure out how to get this done like only I can do,
Alright, I’m way more clever then you and this is total bullshit that you’re still in my way despite this fascinating understanding I have of what the other side of this looks like and how good its going to be,
Fuck, I kind of forgot why I wanted to do this in the first place, but there’s a lot of pressure around me getting it done and I made a decision to do it originally for some reason that will surely become clear since nothing bad will be able to happen to me after I take the steps that I’ll figure out when I get to that point and anyways this is way more important then the reasons why you think I shouldn’t especially since I could do anything damn near perfectly right now and that looks like a lot of fun,
Get out of my way or I’m going to snap and that’s not going to be pretty.
I’m just going to do this now.
Wow, that was interesting, but look, another wall, I bet there’s something pretty cool behind it….”