Braining and Warring
I don't know why my brain is always keeping me awake and making dumb choices! It's not like I don't take care of him. I feed him a good bit of reading regularly. I give him plenty of engaging tasks, lots of writing especially. I offer him a nice video-game dessert on occasion. I remind him of all the bad choices he ever made. I warn him about all the future catastrophes that could occur. And I make sure to drag him through irrational conversations that will never occur.
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I think I see why he keeps making dumb choices now.
In other news, loud music is good for getting you out of ruts. It's good for getting me out anyway. It's good for lots of things: doing dishes, moving furniture, cleaning in general. However, I've found wonderful catharsis in blasting "Fury," "Dubstep," or "Rock Out."
Also, I recently discovered a song I love. I need to learn how to play like that soon.
Shoot! I was hoping to get a proper haircut before I started Story Time.
By the way! Nobody offered suggestions! I'll spend a bit of thinking power to choose a different name, and I hope it gets the job done.
In any case, I'll just be a long-haired fellow. It's just that I get little winglets at my temples, and it looks silly, but maybe it won't be obvious.
Whatever! The point is, Story Time will begin shortly, and it feels weird. My whole life feels weird. When I entered into freedom, I grasped at everything. Others of course but also I myself supposed it might be a little spout of short-lived inspiration. However, I'm still plodding along. My business is real. My book is at 60k words. And other things. I'm just trying to say that it's weird to hope for things for so long and see them walking toward you — not even from a distance but actually within reach.
I've usually assumed that everything would remain just out of reach: a pretty picture in the distance — or maybe just a mirage. I think that's why so many give up — and so many are naysayers (most likely because they gave up too).
I wrote about it a little while ago. I've seen too much, and I can't go back. There's no option of giving up now; I just have to plod onward and upward. It's a pretty good deal.
The other thing that's aggravating to no end is the sin that still tries to streak my life with scars! I guess that's war. "Therefore, take up the whole armor of God that you may be able to withstand in the evil day and, having done all, to stand firm" (Ephesians 6:13).
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I think I see why he keeps making dumb choices now.
In other news, loud music is good for getting you out of ruts. It's good for getting me out anyway. It's good for lots of things: doing dishes, moving furniture, cleaning in general. However, I've found wonderful catharsis in blasting "Fury," "Dubstep," or "Rock Out."
Also, I recently discovered a song I love. I need to learn how to play like that soon.
Shoot! I was hoping to get a proper haircut before I started Story Time.
By the way! Nobody offered suggestions! I'll spend a bit of thinking power to choose a different name, and I hope it gets the job done.
In any case, I'll just be a long-haired fellow. It's just that I get little winglets at my temples, and it looks silly, but maybe it won't be obvious.
Whatever! The point is, Story Time will begin shortly, and it feels weird. My whole life feels weird. When I entered into freedom, I grasped at everything. Others of course but also I myself supposed it might be a little spout of short-lived inspiration. However, I'm still plodding along. My business is real. My book is at 60k words. And other things. I'm just trying to say that it's weird to hope for things for so long and see them walking toward you — not even from a distance but actually within reach.
I've usually assumed that everything would remain just out of reach: a pretty picture in the distance — or maybe just a mirage. I think that's why so many give up — and so many are naysayers (most likely because they gave up too).
I wrote about it a little while ago. I've seen too much, and I can't go back. There's no option of giving up now; I just have to plod onward and upward. It's a pretty good deal.
The other thing that's aggravating to no end is the sin that still tries to streak my life with scars! I guess that's war. "Therefore, take up the whole armor of God that you may be able to withstand in the evil day and, having done all, to stand firm" (Ephesians 6:13).
"And I make sure to drag [my brain] through irrational conversations that will never occur." -- Hahaha, I can relate!!
ReplyDeleteDon't worry about the winglets. You'll be fine. Will you be smoking a pipe (or using one as a prop)? That might be a nice touch.
Yes, future forward is the only way to go. I'm glad you never gave up. Your hard work is starting to pay off!
Keep fighting the good fight, Brother!
I'm gonna try and keep the props to a minimum at first. I just want things to be easy peasy.
ReplyDeleteHowever! The space I originally thought I could use is not available, so Story Time will be delayed a bit longer.
That makes sense. Simplicity is a beautiful thing!
DeleteI am so sorry to hear of the delay for Story Time but I am praying that an even better space opens up for you. Keep on keeping on!
Thank you for your prayers!
DeleteYou are most welcome!
DeleteI went back and listened to the song again. That is indeed a very impressive, cool guitar line! I love how the military-style drum intro melts into all-out rock, and the alternation of the guitar line from a riff that ends in suspension to one that ends with resolution. Very cool stuff, musically!
ReplyDeleteA thought struck me, though: the singer is looking to his "babe" to heal him. The poor guy is always going to be left broken and disappointed, then, because healing only comes from God. It reminded me of your "Living in the Tension" post to which I keep returning (because the insights are so helpful!), which mentioned how "many of our addictions or preoccupations are really just misguided pursuits of God."
Please forgive me if I'm being too preachy, but in the same way that you'll want to be careful what you feed that wonderfully active brain of yours, you'll probably want to watch what you're feeding your heart as well. ("Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it." - Proverbs 4:23)
It's just a thought. Take it or leave it. I know I always have to remind myself to guard my heart, too. It's such a bugger when great music is paired with a not-so-great message or words! Sometimes I listen anyway and just make a conscious effort to remind myself what is true and what is false. Other times I don't want to take the chance of it influencing me. My favorites are times when all that's needed is cleaning up of a few words, because radio edits and clean versions are often available. In any case, may you guard that irreplaceable heart of yours as well as that unique brain, and may your brain allow you to get some sleep! :-)
Haha
DeleteI hear ya. It is a good caution. Admittedly, however, I haven't heard any of his words. I just jive to the sounds.
Haha, that's understandable. They are indeed cool sounds!
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