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This happens quite a lot. I'll be driving somewhere and what seems like pure genius to me at the time, just starts flowing from my brain. I have no way of stopping to write it down, and attempts to record it ends up in a few random snippets of sillyness. Most of what I do capture never ends up seeming as good as it was right then and there when it came to me. I wonder if this "genius" itself is merely a breakdown of systems meant to keep my ego in check, or perhaps some other function of my brain stressed to the point of loosening guard by the act of concentrating on staying alive in rush-hour traffic.
I don't do much better in the bathtub, but at least there I have pen and paper, or, my phone. I write or type notes while listening to music on my headphones. A lot of examples of my strange notational doodling can be found here. I don't even care if you think I'm crazy at this point. That's stuff which was pouring out of my head that at the moment, and thought had some kind of gravity or needed to be remembered. I have a lot of story ideas in my head and some of that is either related, or a result of needing to just get it out of my head because it was distracting me. The majority of what remains locked inside is what I'm really trying to get out. Part of me wonders that once it is, if it might be as disappointing to me as the rest of it.
This wasn't the blog I even intended to write. On my way home I was going to do something about my past occult studies an an experiment in sex magick, but I failed to capture the moment. I have a lot of knowledge pertaining to things sweet people aren't really supposed to know about. I don't even have anyone here I can really discuss any of it with, but hey, I think I've rambled quite enough as it is.
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