late night feelings

can not believe that i am still up! sheezzz. why won't my brain just take a rest for a week? i guess i should be grateful for the days it continues to function. I just wish i could turn off the crazy for a few hours. It is the part that amps up late at night looking for an outlet. and the body is too tired to make sense of it all. so silly things come out of it onto a long list in a virtual echo chamber. Sometimes i wonder if anyone hears what i am saying at all. then i think, shit, i wonder if they were listening? i hope not. See? LOONEY!

i know there is some purpose for this trigger and i could be much more productive with it. But can't get the muse to assist. Stubborn that ole muse. Been tortured recently by regretful friends. and is hiding in the healing spot. i know that will produce a few more paintings and poems. Hallelujah. More art to be cast aside as therapy. Praise the ways of the creative mind. Such are the minds that make beauty a reality. and suffer at the hand of the persistant reality of man. You would think death, war, famine, child abuse,inhumane acts would be topics of real concern as opposed to oh my god. can you believe she/he said this? or can you believe she/he did that? i knew that she/he would oh my god. she/he is crazy.

i want some peace. in a world of constant chaos. good luck with that muse. you can't make sense of this one. Into the annals of just give it up. And continue to be the cheery wonderful person i am. Light and listening. seeing and believing. no matter the cost. the artistic soul requires it for its continued creativity.