an appointment with disappointment

[hermeneut]

It's strange that I've withdrawn so much from writing here. I'll try writing again, soon, but I have absolutely nothing to say anymore. Of course, having nothing to say is no excuse for not saying it. I learned that poetic truth from a muslim friend of mine. None of us has anything to say, and each of us must learn to say it

Comments

[kinderheldin]

I, too, have nothing to say as of late. Very frustrating. I like how you turn around the blankness here, inspiring words to name it.

For what it's worth, I'm part of the "almost." I look forward to your posts, even if I rarely respond. I always wonder how old you are -- because if you're young, you're wise beyond your years. If you're older, that would make sense to me; though I'm curious as to where philosophers go to after they accumulate many degrees. (A philospher's playground?) I expect you'll write books ...

[hermeneut]

Thank you for being part of the "almost." Although we rarely communicate, and only "virtually" at that, it's worth much to me whenever I stumble across another being who can muster the courage to say, "I'm part of the 'almost.'"

I also wonder how old I am. My "real" age has become a puzzle to me. I find so many ages within myself that I forget how old the government thinks I am. It's impossible for me to understand myself in terms of one age. I would have a lot of difficulty even characterizing myself as post-adolescent.

I also expect that I will write books, but it would be difficult for me to ascertain the identity of an author beyond a pseudonym or an anonymous joke. I'll speak more about my youth and my old age next time I have to renew some form of government issued identification. In the meantime, I'll be betwixt natality and mortality.

[theartistshado]

Your thoughts echo mine on many levels. I like to consider myself one of the "almost" people you mention, yet I have been stagnant towards accomplishing much in the way of true creative transformation. Perhaps it is time to fully examine what is truly vital to the growth of my spirit versus trying to adapt and assimilate into a society bent on deprogramming imagination. I have been disappointed in myself and what I see in most others. Out of the massive quantity of people using livejournal you are one of the few people that I deeply admire and respect. I hope your hiatus is temporary and you will find some inspiration that challenges you to further your expressive boundries. I hope the same for myself.

Namaste good friend

[hermeneut]

Thank you for the sympathetic remarks. I would also like to consider you one of the "almost" I mentioned -- the people who care, who love, who engage in the transformative play of being. But of course, there is always some dimension of our work that is still unsatisfactory, disappointing, careless, disconnected, and meaningless.

It is indeed time to examine what is vital to our spiritual growth. Always, it is time. It's such hard work, I can't tell you how thankful I am that we can work together.

I can sense the source of inspiration just beyond the horizon. For now, patience, diligence, and commitment help to open a space large enough for the encompassing presence of spirit. I love to wait. Slowly soaked, slowly cooked, and slowly dried, the vessel will hold the elixir of immortality.