minne, in progress, day one
i find it absolutely necessary to cross-contaminate myself...
to dip into the drawing arts to more adroitly inhabit my instrument; to get inside the womanly machismo of my rock music to better have the presence of mind to speak as i find in my writings; to sweat in physical effort to have more space in the intellect's panorama; to get squalid with continuous hours of research to better appreciate the brisk of the outdoors, that kind of thing...
taking a break and doing something else just as intense and creative
seems key to the keeping of the doing.
and since the doing appears to be my road, may i continue to be fearless in traveling it...
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