Spinning Wheels

It's harder to write when you know your audience.

When you're writing for profit no,

But writing for the soul is a whole other deal.

It's easy to hide behind anonymity,

And fun to show thoughts to few.

Sometimes, I wonder if people think about this,

how knowing who reads makes writing feel different.

Knowing makes for vulnerability.

But maybe that's what's wrong with people.

Not enough willing to take the first leap,

Too little trust.

No actually, too many cowards.

For real people,

Just say it with grace and go on with life.

Inner Voice

I wanna write about xer. It's how I feel. It'll find a way of expression anyways.

<But you know what that means when you do. You know what staying on the topic translates to.>

Sure I do, but can I really help it?

<Maybe not, but you know the rational thought through this.>

Fine. Yes yes. "Guard yourself. You've been burned once arguably twice before."

<Correct.>

<You've been dreaming about xer.>

<Well...?>

Yes... I have. Only Twice.

<On consecutive days.>

<Don't you remember what of?>

Of course. I wrote them down like any other. And they were good dreams, in a nice way. It was sweet.

<You leave out the fear part in the second.>

Ugh fine then explanation:

First option:  I've been in that situation before and don't want to end up in that ending again... For good reason, that sucked. Residual fear.

Second option:  I had a vision and that ending is my future.

I'm more partial to the first theory. Time will tell the second eh, so not worrying about it.

<You gonna tell xer bout your past there?>

Probably. Definitely if xe asks about it.

<How much of it?>

Whatever xe asks for...you know how I run that.

<Hey answer what is asked; that's always been your game.>

Yeah, plus the fact I write like everything down.

<Now back to the original topic.>

Which was?

<You've written about Remy again.>

<Don't get in over your head quick.>

C'mon you know how careful I'm being here.

<I'm not talking about xer.>

<I mean you. You know you're a head case. You hold whatever perspective you want, but you can then go on to function as anyone else sees it. And because of that you have a false reality in a way.>

Don't bring her into this...yeah you know who I mean. 

And you really think that explanation makes any sense?

<To you it does.>

<Just be careful. And don't constantly use me as an escape from real life ice.>

Hey I don't. This is an organizer.

<Yeah, and it's still not enough to unravel your thoughts.>

A Different Kind of Plant

Plants are good.

Don't panic it's organic right?

Well this kind involves glass too.

You have to be brave.

There's always a risk.

If you bail half way, you'll probably end on your head.

Or worse, get rejected back on the run again.

But when done right, the height is worth the risk.
Get over the rubber strip, cool.
Get over the the real bar, gold.

It's all in the flex.
Get it to bend just right and you're sure to get highest.
After all, that is the goal.

As always:
May the best plant win.
Go big or go home.
Don't be afraid of the fall on the other end.