As i grow older in days and wrinkles i feel lost in the tech savvy world which talks in a parlance of today. I am outdated in body, mind and soul. I look a specimen from the past, striving hard to understand blogs, internet and my soul wishes to be elsewhere.
I cant understand management/ I.T./ business/ literary lingo anymore----don't belong anywhere.
who does my art represent except me, whose talk do i write, all i keep drawing from is my mind's chatter.
How do i publish when i lose most of the typed work----so i happily go back to my diary.
Metamorphosed like kafkas protagonist into a heavy slow creature, i fail to associate with.
i want to write more but later when i ma sure i can post it right.
1 comment:
no you are not outdated at all...you are just connecting a bit late. but late starters are not losers, they just lag in the starting point. the end is more or less the same for everyone dear. so now we have the time to fill the interim with tears and lamentations or ideas and meanings and creating beauty around us. the choice is entirely in your hands.
and remember
WHATEVER YOU THINK ABOUT...expands (so dont think too much about sorrow or what you have missed)
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