I was riding in a car on Centerline road drifting across thoughts as the car whirred by the knee-high corn (we are coming up on 4 july), I suddenly remembered a small snippet of a dust cover review of Dostoevsky's "The Idiot." The review spoke of how the writer takes you on a remarkable journey following a "holy fool" and how he impacts the people he comes in contact with. i quickly thought about the way that I write- often dealing more with ideologies and the foundations of this world, rather than with the interactions that occur within. i would be the first to say that this world is full of traps, yet isn't one of itself (though, perhaps it is the most elaborately cultivated trap of all). However, I would say that it is a cage- the bars of which are ever unseen by the masses. With this realization about my writing it should be easier to move forward, not forgetting that human interaction is the basis of each persons day whether it be abundant, or lacking; and that each of us affects those we come in contact with, and they us.
Oh the random processes of the mind: learning in motion
This weekend is Comfest here in Columbus. A brief note on last night's festivities. It was crazy ridiculous. My phone didn't really work except to show me text messages and inform that I had voicemails. I couldn't call my voicemail to retrieve the messages- but I was able to do that today. Kelly, in 4 consecutive messages, displayed a progression of emotion from one to the next (thus verifying my rule #3: Never separate in a crowd. EVER.
We will be going back for day 2 today and I'm sure to post more on the festivities tomorrow (if I'm functional)
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