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The Journal of Joseff Marat 20th of November
11/20/2006 06:29 p.m.
As of late, my thoughts have been disturbing me. This has made my writing seem as if it were from visions and dream and … inspired scripture. Really, the words that come from me are foreboding and troublesome. They point to an apocalypse of some kind. Not just the last week or so – but… September 27th was my first entry that was very taxing on my mind. I imagine this is what a prophet of God must have felt like. … I’m not saying that I am a prophet or anything like that… (as I don’t want to sound or, in fact, be crazy) but really, I will sit and think over these passages for hours, not even blinking.
The piece I’m working on right now in SNDTRKS is like this. Last night I could have written pages and pages… but my mind was just too weighed down with the thing that I was writing! … and when the thoughts procession turmoil wears, I just want to curl up and sleep for a thousand years.
In any case, this latest big entry that is taking up days and days feels like it will never end (though, alas, an ending has been contrived). I’m certain that I will keep this entry, though it has veered a bit from the focus of SNDTRKS. We shall see.
I am currently Mysterious
I am listening to "Dew (herbal version)" from Aes Dana: Season 5
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