Rationality and Spackled Imagination


“If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.” ~ E. B. White

“Everywhere I go I’m asked if I think the university stifles writers. My opinion is that they don’t stifle enough of them. There’s many a best-seller that could have been prevented by a good teacher.” ~ Flannery O’Connor

“Anybody who has survived his childhood has enough information about life to last him the rest of his days.”  ~ Flannery O’Connor

It’s another morning frittered away in the quote search. I found some good ones though. A cloud cover has slipped in vaguely from the west since 3 AM. Before, that the sky was crystal clear, and the stars were bright as well, cast there to spackle gaps in my imagination. I haven’t been using my imagination in a reasonable way lately. That’s a good thing. Rationality can get in the way of imagination. I use rationality to pull myself out of excessive imagination, or that which has curdled. But rationality can’t get me back in to my imagination. Rationality is a one way street. As well it should be. Today is a workday. The task there is to dutifully perform my job, but I like to put a shot or two of imagination in the mix as well. Just in case a beautiful woman comes to purchase a wrench or something. The thing about beautiful women, in my case, in my job, is that my imagination gets sparked in a way that can happen no other way. I think this is natural. Romantic love has no mechanism. At times it seems to be applied imagination at work. I’m not going to knot my brain up by trying to explain it further. Not today. Today I would prefer to go with the flow. Ummmm . . . I think it might be more practical to be the flow. If you just go with the flow you miss out on the Unity. The integrative fire sputters rather than burns, when you make your moves instead of receiving the, I don’t know, but I hope to flow some today. Romantic love does much better in flow than it does any other way. I’m not saying that I have this form of love. I’m just sayin . . . oh, never mind. I think I’ll mosey on into the day at this point.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.




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