8.25.2005
I'm just mad about...umm...mauve.
Let the chastising begin...
Hi....I don't really know how to say this, but I haven't been doing what I'm supposed to be doing.
I know...I know....really, what's changed? Well, that's just it...THAT is what was supposed to change. I'm fully convinced that I, myself, can cure my short attention span and inability to accomplish anything. Damnit!
I had some small goals...and now my small goals have become small potatoes. This is nothing new. I have no one to blame...except for myself, of course...and I might be able to pass of some of it on Mavis the Cat...she doesn't seem to mind.
So, I've decided to start asking myself the life questions that really matter...the "Where are you going?"..."Why are you here?"..."If that girl wasn't wearing that shirt, would you still be looking at her?"...you know the like.
And, in order to answer these questions, I've decided to ask myself what every blue-blooded lesbian in my situation would ask herself:
Yes...Mr. Mellow Yellow himself has decided to reincarnate himself (although, I'm pretty sure he's not actually dead...) into my head so that I may make decisions as only a blissful, Scottish-hippie singer/songwriter could.
So, come on, Life..bring it on...
1. So, are you ever going to be honest with yourself and, um, maybe some of your friends about what you really think you're doing?
Well, since the yellow sunshine has entered my window
and the air has gone from still to nil,
the breeze is still smoky, but there is time to kill...
No.
2. Why do you keep saying you're going to do one thing and then you go off and do something else?
Because I absorb the sound of the the teak and gourd
when a sitar is born.
And if my baby's hand were a feather on a wing,
then my baby'd be-a-flying high with me.
and, partly, because the LSD flashbacks keep getting in the way.
3. If you had one stock to put all your money into...I mean all your money..the farm and all fourteen dollars..
I hear electrical bananas are a sudden craze.
Hmm. I wonder why?
Whoa. He was even deeper than I thought he would be...I need to summon Donovan for advice more often!
Hi....I don't really know how to say this, but I haven't been doing what I'm supposed to be doing.
I know...I know....really, what's changed? Well, that's just it...THAT is what was supposed to change. I'm fully convinced that I, myself, can cure my short attention span and inability to accomplish anything. Damnit!
I had some small goals...and now my small goals have become small potatoes. This is nothing new. I have no one to blame...except for myself, of course...and I might be able to pass of some of it on Mavis the Cat...she doesn't seem to mind.
So, I've decided to start asking myself the life questions that really matter...the "Where are you going?"..."Why are you here?"..."If that girl wasn't wearing that shirt, would you still be looking at her?"...you know the like.
And, in order to answer these questions, I've decided to ask myself what every blue-blooded lesbian in my situation would ask herself:
What would Donovan do?
Yes...Mr. Mellow Yellow himself has decided to reincarnate himself (although, I'm pretty sure he's not actually dead...) into my head so that I may make decisions as only a blissful, Scottish-hippie singer/songwriter could.
So, come on, Life..bring it on...
1. So, are you ever going to be honest with yourself and, um, maybe some of your friends about what you really think you're doing?
Well, since the yellow sunshine has entered my window
and the air has gone from still to nil,
the breeze is still smoky, but there is time to kill...
No.
2. Why do you keep saying you're going to do one thing and then you go off and do something else?
Because I absorb the sound of the the teak and gourd
when a sitar is born.
And if my baby's hand were a feather on a wing,
then my baby'd be-a-flying high with me.
and, partly, because the LSD flashbacks keep getting in the way.
3. If you had one stock to put all your money into...I mean all your money..the farm and all fourteen dollars..
I hear electrical bananas are a sudden craze.
Hmm. I wonder why?
Whoa. He was even deeper than I thought he would be...I need to summon Donovan for advice more often!
--- a likely story from --- themellenhead @ 11:50 PM 
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Well as someone who actually went back to school b/c i thought i had figured out my life, i can tell you, it hasn't happened yet. I don't think anyone ever figures out their life...they just live it.
I mean, sure, you learn new things along the way, make connections, and see things in new ways, but as for figuring out life itself, i don't think it's possible. I don't think it's been done. I think that searching is somehow hardwired into our systems, thus we've created religion, philosophy, science, etc..., but i believe we haven't broken through "the barrier" to get to Truth.
Does truth even exist?
So i don't want you feeling bad because you didn't discover the 'big truth of life' whilst on your summer hiatus. It's okay. Most people never have a John Nash moment. I know I certainly haven't had one.
I think your hiatus has been a success because A) you got away from a stagnant environment, B) you bravely tried something completely new, and C) you met new people and made some pals [always a good thing, right?].
As for electrical bananas, i hear you can only sell/buy those in TX for 'educational purposes'. Heh!
I mean, sure, you learn new things along the way, make connections, and see things in new ways, but as for figuring out life itself, i don't think it's possible. I don't think it's been done. I think that searching is somehow hardwired into our systems, thus we've created religion, philosophy, science, etc..., but i believe we haven't broken through "the barrier" to get to Truth.
Does truth even exist?
So i don't want you feeling bad because you didn't discover the 'big truth of life' whilst on your summer hiatus. It's okay. Most people never have a John Nash moment. I know I certainly haven't had one.
I think your hiatus has been a success because A) you got away from a stagnant environment, B) you bravely tried something completely new, and C) you met new people and made some pals [always a good thing, right?].
As for electrical bananas, i hear you can only sell/buy those in TX for 'educational purposes'. Heh!
God. I hope I never find the big truth in life...I'm just trying to find something to do with myself! I'd be scared shitless if I finally figured out what life was all about...
But, I'm just getting flack about not sticking to anything...because I don't. So, I deserve it.
But, I'm just getting flack about not sticking to anything...because I don't. So, I deserve it.
maybe you should become a folk artist---you know one of those ppl who start painting scenes on driftwood and then move on to paint the defunct school bus that's sitting on blocks in the front yard.
most definitely a start-n-stop endeavor...and if anyone gives you flack, paint them.
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most definitely a start-n-stop endeavor...and if anyone gives you flack, paint them.
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