Just rambling helps. Listening to an interview with Levon Helm, reminds me of the song Tears of Rage by The Band, whose keyboardist committed suicide. And then I think too of Vince Welnick of the Grateful Dead, who took his life too and Hunter S. Thompson and Kurt Cobain, and so many others, including the Ray Coombs who hosted Family Feud and also Don Corneilius who I imagine if you had told him at the height of his career that he would have ended his life, I don’t think he’d believe you.
I often think that if I could create some sort of great art or experience, that I could at least have enough self esteem to count myself in the company of greats like Vincent Van Gogh, but I do not. All I can do is create something small, like conversation in the moment that may help or be of value in some way to the world. This website gets close to giving me that feeling, at least it did with my second post, simply because I’d committed to writing it. I do feel that my writing comes very easy here.
I’m tired and would like to go back to bed. At least I did this much.
2 comments
I’ve heard a lot of interviews on the raio of Levon Helm. One of the few artisits amazing artists in the world. Its sad that men like him aren’t made anymore.
Why don’t you put some of your artwork on here?? I know i’d love to see it!!
Kat
yes…
every moment of your life is some sort of great art or experience, this is the torment, that no one sees or knows, you want to be seen, known, valued for what you freely give, you receive only disregard, limitation, or attempted takeover. Who has bondaged your brain? Who is stifling your voice? Who is suffocating your breath? Who is squeezing your heart? Who is terrorizing your unprotected tenderness? Who is shredding the complexity and integrity of your fabric? Despite it all, you are still shining out. You may count yourself in the company of the greats, in the journey you describe.