Notes to self: Muses are filters, and creativity is an essence

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10 August 2006 12:45 pm

There really is so much to do and so little time

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What is it that I'm really saying? What is all this that I'm talking about? Where are these words coming from?

They're coming from reading the writings of those who have read the writings of the writers who wrote the writings that I should have read, but didn't.

Style, style, style. What else is there but style? And what is style if not an incomplete attempt to copy too many things all at once?

If originality is failed imitation, then Artistry must be controlled folly.

Controlled Folly. That's a trust fall. Letting go and falling backwards into your own waiting arms.

The Ouroborous. The dog chasing its tail. Revolve to evolve. Give that snake a forward push and it will either grow to infinity, or eat itself out of existence.