Diary Of A Cryptic Fool

SOMETHING’S GOT TO GIVE

What The Hell Is Wrong With Me?

Don’t answer … yet.

I’ve hit an immoveable wall within.

Stumbling.  Mumbling.  Bumbling.

IT FEELS LIKE

I Can’t Get Anything Right In ‘All Things Me’.

Took a wrong turn, tumbled down into in a deep chasm …

Now, I’m meandering in a Malaise of Merde:

“Is That All There Is … There Must Be More Than This?”

THERE I GO

Sabotaging Nearly Everything I Touch.

Ignoring what I shouldn’t.

Stressing over nothing.

Doubting, fearing.

Dishonoring My Truth.

Me Getting In My Way.

NOT SURE

Exactly What It Is … 

Save for the possibility that it may be Everything.

Or, Nothing.

I’m Not Much Of A Help To Myself.

WHELMED

Under And Over …   

Either way.

“Dichotomy Of Losing Myself To Find Myself.”

Short Ebb.

No Flow.

Life’s become work.

I’ve Become Work … 

MEDDLING IN MEDIOCRITY

Familiar Territory.

I’ve been here before.

Not what I like.

Creatively stymied.

Spiritually stagnated.

Emotionally existing.

Its Not Enough.

CHANGE POR FAVOR

Something, Anything … To Bust Out.

Is on its way.

What’s it going to look like?

I haven’t a clue.

Remarkably similar, but different, I suppose.

I’ll Find My Way Through.

BACK TO PRAYER

Is Where I’m Going.

Where My Answers Lay.

Is What I Did.

Last night and the morning before.

Sometime today, I will, again tomorrow.

About Forgiveness.

In Prayer For Others.

And, A Little Something For Myself.

LESS OR MORE?

What’s It Going To Be?

A little of both, but not so much I’ll spoil it all.

Less wrong.

More Of The Right.

BLAH VS MEH

Could Be The Whether Not The Weather …

Do I?

Should I?

Must I?

Why I?

I What?

THIS INDECISION

Bothers Eats Me.

Dreams on pause.

Fantasies on hiatus.

Fate Interrupted?

AM I JUST WHINING?

Yes.

Why?

Because its precisely what I do in the absence of contentment, appreciation and comprehension.

And, Self Love Is Playing Hard To Get.

HAPPY PLACE

Is Where I’m Going.

I’ll know where to find it …

Once I get there.

I’ve been there a time or two.

In the sun …

Send You A Postcard, Darling.

POST SCRIPT TO PASSION

I’m Often Elevated To Inspiration …  In Awe …  Smitten By …  

The impossibly talented photographers sharing on Pexels and Flickr.

This is such an occasion – for me to shut up and share – and acknowledge the artists.

I follow several.  Credits are provided in most of my posts.  I need to update a few with respect to those whom I’ve missed.

POST, POST SCRIPT TO PASSION

Photographers Save Writers Thousands Of Words.

A Silent, Unheralded Muse.

Thank you.

Reverence for all.

And, here … Johannes Plenio.

His words (sic):

“Passionate Photograph.  Landscapes.  Painting with light.  Capture Gods Wonderful Creation.”

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Photos by Johannes Plenio from Pexels

 

 

 

 

 

 

5 thoughts on “Diary Of A Cryptic Fool

  1. inhiscare753

    Love it, absolutely beautiful expressed, brilliantly and quite transparent. I can definitely relate on so many levels it had me laughing. I really admire the use of different fonts and how you carried the level of enthusiasm all the way through. 🙏
    Yonnie💜😊

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  2. Janet

    “Photographers Save Writers Thousands Of Words.” love it! I spend more time trying to create an image for my post than I do writing the post itself.

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