Lean into the light...
Don’t Give Up…not yet
Silence your voice sir; never.
Close down your mind sir; never.
Give up your dream sir; never
Not yet…
Wake up each day and go, go, go. Stop asking why and instead start moving, one foot in front of the other. Hike the morning out. Walk out each step in the mind. Don’t look at the end, or back to the beginning, but down at the feet, focused on the steps.
They are what moves, not the distant shore, nor the backward past.
Not yet…
It is the stepping moment, the moment is the step that is right now. Live in the twinkling instants by not letting the hunger die. Write, and write hard, but then write harder…and faster.
No one ever tells you to do that, but just do that...
Write fast, hard, loud, proud.
Not yet…but what are you waiting for?
And then it all goes BOOM; the canon in your temple, the mind’s eye, the explosion in the stars, the never-ending fireball, the bursting explosion of you; gifted as a star, the one that is our mind.
Are you a black hole or a super nova?
This can be whatever we want it to be; dim, bright, cold, light, might, or slighted by the chance to never have known it, to have never exploded it, to have ever or not owned it.
Go, go, go…
This is the message. Stop the bleeding, stop the non-feeding…
Eat your mind up, and write like you’re dying to live.
Live like you’re already dead...
Do not wait for the forever to explore the immensely impossible chance you have to be conscience…
Never, ever, ever, in all of the systems of the universes, in all of the worlds, could there be such a strange and impossible gift as a mind left to explore.
I beg of you to not waste it, in the haste of the human race, this unbelievably strange pace, a death march from day one, to be born and yet never found….
Go, go, go…
Give yourself the gift of the light, but give the world your spirit tonight. Please I ask not for me, not for me, but for all time to have somehow known it and seen.
Write it, tape it, record it out, and then play it back…
Reverse the comet, reverse the impact…
Broadcast it to the sky somehow or someway, so the message can move into an electrical haze, so that it can be into the night, into the away, for all eternity to travel at light’s speed; to the place where you have come from and will someday be.
Go, go, go…
Let the message you write today save you in another way; a life out into the stars, a million or two billion light years away, preserved for eternity. It could have been, but we might not ever know, because it wasn’t written out, broadcast out, taken out of the brain for transmission.
Eat, feed, consume, but never give back? That's not right...it is totally wrong, and it would have been wasted, the energy used, if not for a pen and pad, a keyboard and mad-minded written prose.
Defy all the rest of them, and don’t give up on you before you have started... instead just get started.
So much to do.
So many words to write.
Don’t give up, not yet, not yet…Lean into the light.
