all i need

is not you.
think of you still.
i can not forget, and i do not want to forget.
if i forgot i would lose the lesson. i want the lesson.
you made me want to learn again. thank you.
all i need:
ink and ethics.

lexikon der ethik and ink
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announcement: the next adventure

yesterday i decided, on a whim, to go on my next adventure for which i can find neither rational nor irrational reasons to enter: i had not planned it and i am burning to do it. it is a novel written during the month of november. the idea is not mine, this comes from something i read on blogger knowledge that had me asking "why not?"

it is not that i do not have enough on my plate, and it is not that i am lacking in writing projects from fiction to serious stuff that i am also rather keen on doing. nope. when it rains it pours, i am drenched!

this one is going to be written in a blog, possibly as a blog, possibly not, it all depends on what i do with the narrator and the character relationships. i have until november first to figure out what the story line is, so this is what i call, just do it, and do not think. the working title is SCHEMATA. it may or may not stay on the blogger server or it may or may not be powered by blogger. i would rather have it be on the "intutum" site and powered by movable type. i just do not know that i will get my "sieben sachen" together and have it all ready on november first besides the truck load of stuff that i have to finish by the end of the month.

the motto for this writing folly is "quantity, not quality" and this feels like it might be one of those induced breakdowns, sink or swim type of affairs.

schemata

each time i look back at my life i always wonder how i managed to do what i did. i don't feel like an hero, i feel like a fool. although some people would like to accuse me of trying to control everything around me, i end up questioning the accuracy of the perception of one making such a non-postulate assertion. control is something that i may wish for, which i have no handle on. it is not that madness reigns, i just wonder why i enter all these adventures in my life. it is only now that i begin to address the question of what it is i want, although this is a question that i have often asked myself and for a long time. up to now there has been much too much noise, whatever the source of the noise, it has been there, it has been distracting, and i have given in to any and every distraction that smiled or frowned at me in any way imaginable.

and to think that i have just began... it is indeed fascinating.