facing the demons at ungodly hours....
Jul. 15th, 2002 09:39 am... I think I wound up sitting bolt upright. No idea what woke me, but it was insistent. When it went away, all I can say for sure was that I was very afraid and slipping fast into "gods, I'm useless."
Justify yourself.
I am.
Defend your existence.
I create.
Explain yourself.
I live. I die. In between, I give rise to what was not, before me.
Insufficient.
I grow. I change. I change others.
Unsatisfactory. What purpose have you?
"tell them, dear, that if eyes were meant for seeing, then beauty is its own excuse for being."
...
... and then I rolled over and went (back?) to sleep.
Score? Demons 0, literacy 1.
Justify yourself.
I am.
Defend your existence.
I create.
Explain yourself.
I live. I die. In between, I give rise to what was not, before me.
Insufficient.
I grow. I change. I change others.
Unsatisfactory. What purpose have you?
"tell them, dear, that if eyes were meant for seeing, then beauty is its own excuse for being."
...
... and then I rolled over and went (back?) to sleep.
Score? Demons 0, literacy 1.
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Date: 2002-07-15 06:40 am (UTC)I create.
thank you.
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Date: 2002-07-15 06:51 am (UTC)I'm glad you can answer your demons.
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Date: 2002-07-15 05:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-02 12:12 am (UTC)The poem is "Rhodora." And yes, yes, you should definitely read it.