My Affect Knows (An Ode to Creativity)

Realizations in my life happen often. Each week, there’s something I take seriously to heart and develop as a fascination. I try to define the realized belief as a “foundational configuration” and see vertical growth in the direction (thereof). Currently, I’m focusing on music, but pretty soon, it’s mathematics again. I love that I’ve created “Recast Calculus.”

Nevertheless, I care the same irregardless of the subject. What it comes down to is a “conceptual interpretation,” which, if correct, carries me. Then, from there, the idea starts to matter because it starts to take me to creative reasons I see as an anchor for what human life adhears to.

I Spend Every Day (An Ode to Patience)

As time flies, like an arrow towards the future, I’ll give myself the compassion it takes to look forward. The way I’ve decided, let it be towards forging my own (what I call) “epistemic-legitamacy” to know the truth of what’s formulated in my own writing.

It’s the complexity of options and doors to choose that keep me at bay in a paralysis that I fight with the reasons I’ve had to develop which no doubt lead me into a dedicated state of writing, composing, singing, and so on. I’ve extended a “representative integrity” to the listener/reader to give them time to place the entire meaning behind what I’m producing.

I am good as a human being. If the CIA has taught me anything, it’s that life doesn’t always give you what you deserve until you become good-natured by a global scale standard.

What I create is there to be framed by your imagination – something to be captured by; I spend every day trying to find my own flame. And every night, I let myself find even better defined reasons to construct more tomorrow from what I know how to explain today.

The Equated Home to Reason

Reason lives in Questions;

Ask her, ask her to Imagine.

I shone a light, a start to life,

A beginning, middle, without end.

Most things, that have been,

Come boxed with Conditions.

Whether you’ve made something

Simple or complicated,

Reason says her Truth

“Depends.”

I live perforce premise.

I live. I’ve lived. I live.

I arose, I’ve arose, I’ve arisen.

I decide, I’ve decided, and dare to

Come to a decision;

I shall wake up and start again.