Iliterate Poet

A dumping ground for my works in progress.

29 May 2012

Random Ramblings

1.I heard an art curator say that in order to be successful in art, one has to be appealing to the masses and I nearly fell over. After gathering my calm and intellect, I walked over to the "expert", and simply uttered: "Success is defined by the individual who experiences it", then off I walked to the bus stop feeling somewhat satisfied with my witty riposte ... until I realised I couldn't afford the fare home.


2.I don't just say ironic things, I create maps of wooded areas that lead through a sarcastic discourse, which eventually leads to the heart of the irony, considering of course that your brain doesn't first explode before completing the complex and multidimensional journey.


3.The imposition is that one must participate in the act of creating daily, to be considered as creating or a creator; this is a logical fallacy. When one creates on Monday, that creation lives on until at least tueday night.


4.I used to be a tea-leaf reader, then they brought out instant teabags, so now I search through the murky beige liquid remnants. I find one lone tea leaf particle which must have escaped the group, out of the bag, in order that it pass the message. Having studied this oracle for clues the answer became clear: Stop.


5.You can't blame them, after all, they are faced with so much dross on a daily basis, is it any wonder they don't have time to search for real talent, or the inclination if said talent doesn't come wrapped in its retail box, marked ready for dispatch. To them it's all about the finances and pleasing sponsors; which is part of life. To the said talent though, it is about the exposure, so at some point a compromise should be sought, and of course, in favor of the said talent, lest that talent fade and dwindle under the constraints of a hierarchy bearing down....


6.An organisation requires elements to make up the whole, how can one say and know for sure that a "peaceful" organisation won't have rouge elements hiding in its bowels.


7.Trying to create art without concerning oneself with humanity in a meaningful way is like trying to move all of the snow from the Antarctica to Australia in one wheelbarrow.


8.One would have to admit that at low guard one can find that elitism directed at oneself (especially from an inferior opponent) can be annoying to the point of ignoring this pointless specimen for the rest of their natural; but moreover, elitism feels absofuckinglutly empowering when one retorts with one's own impeccable elitist style wrapped in wit which beguiles the self-proclaimed king of kings or queen of queens. 


9.If you piss in the rain don't expect anyone to notice.
If you piss in the wind and rain expect wet feet
If you piss in a toilet on command, you'll go far.

10.I assure you my humour is a blessing rather than an impediment, even though, often resulting in false accusations of treating talent development with tardiness , for if these hands were tied and I could not laugh at this fact, I would surely turn tardiness into complete withdrawal and any talent that did so lurk in the bowels of me, would dissipate like the energy in a photon hitting a brick wall made of nanospikes. Think chicken and egg! Egg and chicken! Now I'm feeling peckish.

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