ridiculous inspiration

Sharing some catch-up and thoughts about how the election and pandemic get along with being non-neurotypical.

leslee hare

Need a break? Life got you down? How about a few words to help you feel better about confusion?

It’s okay when nothing makes sense. Because “All Reasoning Is Futile.”

blurred abstract image of a meditator sitting on a lotus flower with a beam of light shooting through his body

My story’s a bit extreme, but ‘typical’ seems a thing of the past now, so I’ll go out on a limb and share it.

I’ve seen myself as an architect for most of my life. But in 2010, out of work and deeply stressed, I began to experience psychic phenomena. With no frame of reference or mentorship, it was scary, and I was unprepared.

When I began ‘channeling’ — if that’s even what it was — I grasped desperately for explanations. Why was I spending my time this way? How could I ensure that these creations — the words I committed to paper, the images that flowed from my head and heart — weren’t merely random products of messed-up brain…

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3 comments on “ridiculous inspiration

  1. It will be alright, let me put a Bandaid on it. Actually, there is no fix or repair, some programmings have left a blank space or unfilled file of what was supposed to go there, to make that hurt non-applicable, to be removed and replaced by something positive & good in life instead of looking for a crutch, a temporary fix or repair, or a replacement until the right one comes to right that wrong, or fill that empty blank space with good, or to complete that circuit to make everything run as new or intended. Things do have a way to make them hidden or known for the better.

  2. Hey Leslee! It’s been both too long and no time at all. How is that possible? Because it is! 😀

    I really enjoyed this story, and I also thought I was crazy for a time too. I still like to ask questions, and do get immediate feedback, but I have also been observing silence in order to drown out the noise. Does that make sense? I hope not!

    I have always enjoyed your art and writing – thank you!

    Well see you soon, somewhere down the crazy river 🙂

    ——————————————
    Yeah, I can see it now
    The distant red neon shivered in the heat
    I was feeling like a stranger in a strange land
    You know, where people play games with the night
    God, it was too hot to sleep
    I followed the sound of a jukebox coming from up the levee
    All of a sudden, I could hear somebody whistling from right behind me
    I turned around, and she said
    “Why do you always end up down at Nick’s Cafe?”
    I said, “Uh, I don’t know, the wind just kinda pushed me this way”
    She said, “Hang the rich”

    Catch the blue train
    Places never been before
    Look for me
    Somewhere down the crazy river
    (Somewhere down the crazy river)
    Ooh, catch the blue train
    All the way to Kokomo
    You can find me
    Somewhere down the crazy river
    (Somewhere down the crazy river)

    Take a picture of this
    The fields are empty, abandoned ’59 Chevy
    Laying in the back seat listening to Little Willie John
    Yeah, that’s when time stood still
    You know, I think I’m gonna go down to Madam X
    And let her read my mind
    She said, “That voodoo stuff don’t do nothing for me”
    I’m a man with a clear destination
    I’m a man with a broad imagination
    You fog the mind, you stir the soul
    I can’t find no control

    Catch the blue train
    Places never been before
    Look for me
    Somewhere down the crazy river
    (Somewhere down the crazy river)
    Ooh, catch the blue train
    All the way to Kokomo
    You can find me
    Somewhere down the crazy river
    (Somewhere down the crazy river)

    Wait, did you hear that?
    Oh, this is sure stirring up some ghosts for me
    She said, “There’s one thing you gotta learn
    Is not to be afraid of it”
    I said, “No, I like it, I like it, it’s good”
    She said, “You like it now
    But you’ll learn to love it later”
    I been spellbound
    Falling in trances
    I been spellbound
    Falling in trances
    You give me the shivers
    Chills and fever
    You give me the shivers
    You give me the shivers
    I been spellbound
    I been spellbound
    I been spellbound
    (Somewhere down the crazy river)
    Somewhere down the crazy river

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