Monday Morning Musings
Monday Morning Musings
Full of it.
The Problem:
The waves are breaking on the shore, and one should use caution when playing in the water.
We should talk, after the waves of confusion in this world, settle down a whole lot. Seems there is so much noise from the sea, and people aren’t able to focus, or pay attention. Sometimes, you have to find a quiet place to have a conversation. Sometimes, you don’t have to go further than your own desk to write a letter. That is given, that there is someone to read it.
People used to use postal mail, to communicate. Doesn’t feel like most people know how to communicate these days. Maybe they have a loose cable somewhere?
Seems people loose touch, with themselves. Then, they loose touch with everyone else. Really you have to get back into touch with yourself. Once you get somewhere quiet enough to think, spend some time, thinking about what really matters. Maybe you should read the advice that God has to offer? That might be a good place to start.
Are These Things Connected?
Since moving to using AI for my art, rather than using unsplash for my photos, I’ve noticed that my readers have dropped to a near perfect “Zero” Really one must wonder if there is not some connection between the two events? Maybe people are busy, and they don’t care much? Is it possible that the people at “Medium” are putting my story’s at the very bottom of the pile, because I’m using AI art for my graphics? What is true?
I’ve been busy. Writing. Sometimes, it is good to write in some level of peace and quiet. It is better than trying to get things done with a lot of noise going on. It is mostly quiet around here. There is the music, that plays, and it will play on.
Kinda do wish that people would read what I’ve been writing. It may not be that important. Depends on how much people value me. To those who feel that I have some value, they might be more apt to reading what I’m writing.
And to those who feel that I have very limited value; are less likely to read it. Shouldn’t let other people’s opinions of me, determine my personal value. When people like you, they see the best in you.
Been trying to put a good foot forward. What value I have to them, may not be any of my business. Not unless that effects me in some negative way; that limits me from doing what I’m currently doing. Then it’s a problem.
Some Thoughts About Impossible
Not all things are probable. However, some things that may be impossible, might happen. One should have their faith, that things could change for the better. While, not probable; you should still have some hope. And, love. With love, much is possible. Very little is possible with an excess of hate. You want to avoid that. You know?
Still With Me?
You still reading this far? You should be commended. Most people, have the attention spans of a goldfish. I’m not sure what I can say, that has not been already said in my past writing. Seems to be an excess of words, and dribble. Really one should know, how much is enough; and I’ve had about enough of writing on these subjects.
I long to get into deeper creative work, that is longer stories, and real tales. The problem is, no one is reading the fodder I’m leaving, and that is not a encouraging point to start from for writing longer pieces of work.
The longer work, that I want to delve into; a person would have to have read everything else, for it to really make sense. And, I have a creative block that I want to overcome.
It feels like there is a very real need to talk about what I want to really write, and having a listening ear to my creative projects; would really help me, go further into the longer work that I want to do.
Sometimes, it helps to talk about it. Just to help form the ideas, and see people’s reactions to my proposals. There is much that could be done, and there is a lot that I could create, with the right input / output.
Really there is the problem, that many face today; they say:
Garbage in, Garbage out.
Sometimes a person has to run things through a filter, kind of like making coffee. I want to take the core ideas, and run them through filters, to get the good juice and not have all the grounds in the drink. Does that make sense? It would be good, to work on these things. Need someone to talk with about it. I’ve hinted at some of the stories that I want to write in my past writing.
There is also the whole book of the long road, that needs each of the short stories in that book; turned into full length books. That needs done. Want to work on that, and do really a good job on it. Want to do some of my best work with those books.
Seems, we are going to perish, of excess. Really, when no one pays attention to you, a person would have to wonder, exactly whom has the problem? Not sure if this is something, that is my problem; or if it is a problem that other people have?
How would a person know for sure?
Conclusion
It is late, and I’m tired this morning. I will talk about some other things like snowflakes in my next post very likely. There are some ideas that it feels like they need explored. If anyone will read them. I’m starting to have my doubts. Seems all of this is bits in the ether, that no one will ever take the time to read.
Maybe someday; it will all have some real value? That is my hope. Most people don’t seem to understand what I’m talking about, and I’ve started to wonder, where the problem is?