Why are we so serious?
And then again, are we?
I mean, if we were serious about climate change would we see this level of hand-wringing?
Oops, sorry, I should have said, I’m still here. Not so much on Substack but posting a few lines on Tumblr but I’m not on Twitter, Facebook or LinkedIn (I deleted my account after another comment from someone about my state of mind.)
Anyhow, I’m sitting here listening to Quietmusic. Don’t ask me why but at the head of the page it says: “You’re over the maximum free published show and track allowance”. I’ve no idea what that means but I suspect it means that my one hour of free music each and every Sunday is about to be blown apart. Ah well, it was good whilst it lasted (four years).
Right now, I don’t have much to say. Work has engulfed and ensnared me; I’m not enjoying it but that’s no different to the previous smorgasbord of lost opportunity. Or is that my life going slowly by in the direction of, well, not very much?
I’m still reading. Right now it’s Richard Brautigan and I’m about to start the complete book of poems of Anne Sexton.
I’d be lying though if I didn’t admit to finding myself out of love with my life.
Oh bless him.
It’s not that I’m after sympathy or love or kindness but someone to speak to as to why any of us were brought into this world when our fate is already sealed; namely:
“How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 8:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so? ”
― Charles Bukowski, Factotum
But hey it’s Sunday and I’m sure this moment will pass and I’ll saddle up the desires and needs of the day and get with the programme.
Take care and much love,
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I've said it before, but I'll say it again, Ju, I'd love to see you make a plan to pull yourself out of the world of work - or that work which steals the very joy out of life. Surely there must be something out there that provides both the required financial rewards and the happiness that renewed purpose might offer. Wishing you well, as ever. Barrie
Very happy to see your post today, Ju, I have missed your regularly writing and I recognise that you are under much strain currently, both time-wise and energy wise. Would love to Zoom with you when the time is right. Blessings for the week ahead. 🙏