Light and bright

Light & Bright

SOC Writing _ 21.8.21

Light and Bright

The public vitriol has pushed him from this public standing – his dog, his mother counselled that there are other things worth doing badly - worth stumbling over, worth spilling you heart to your audience that matter more than being a luminary to the masses; Leave Charles, yes leave. Let the blind wander on their own – let each carry their own torch – find their own flame – we like sheep have gone astray – we do not heed to his voice – we therefore do not hear our own voices – we are sleeping sheep whom the world will carry off in the night. What will you write when you write from the heart – when you start with your bum on the chair and do it badly for as long as that is required. Until you graduate to a different place – where you really just begin again – but you audience finds you marvellous. Surround yourself with people who love you – who tell you you are wonderful. Start telling yourself also that you are wonderful – as you are. Not once you are fixed, healed or whatever the fuck offering in salvation on the other side – be yourself – and marvel at your long journey – the things you collected on your way – the bergamot oil on your breath – the times at table with your grand parents – always in the same seat - a point of view – patriarch, matriarch, mother father, sister, brother – me – brother – circular mirror on the wall bringing in the farm nearby – keeping the beast we eat at table also in their field. I love you. I love life. I love what I have been given – this body, this mind – this sensitive heart – the ability to feel what the room is feeling – and the salty - dry - wind blown, dusty taste of freedom I can feel in my mouth this second as you sit across from me marvelling at the people in London town expressing themselves over Zoom as you find solace in your people – pull in exactly the feeling that your body says yes to. So to you all out there today – find something to say yes to – a moment – a pieces of toast - a simple cup of Joe and remember, you are alive.

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