Write All Along

“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”

Omar Khayyám

The more “I” write, the less “I” have to, as “some” other entity steps in and takes over to fill in the blank page.

“I was dreamin’ when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray”

Prince

“1999”

Now, if I could just learn to polish posts instead of extending them…..

Just practicing till I can write something as brilliant as the following by Neil Peart.

“I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey.

The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as
they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening.

‘My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes of the Outer Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new moons.

I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found something that changed it all…”

Rush excerpt from

“2112”

Neil Peart’s “something” in the story was a guitar.

In my case it is a “pen” or rather a keyboard.