“The refusal to rest content, the willingness to risk excess on behalf of one's obsessions, is what distinguishes artists from entertainers, and what makes some artists adventurers on behalf of us all.”
- John Updike
You know what? She's absolutely right. If you're reading this, you may already know that my current obsession is nostr.😜
Consequently, the FIRST PUBLICATION of this original work was released as some of that "Other Stuff" on N.O.S.T.R. (Notes and Other Stuff Transmitted by Relays).
You're not on Nostr yet?
Well, why the heck not!? Find out about nostr here.
But first, read my poem about obsession.
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Like a tire with a flat spot,
Or an elbow out of joint
Like a ladder with a missing rung,
A pencil short a point
Like a rainstorm falling on a dime,
A lightbulb with a hole
Like a jar of jam with one big lump,
A broken piece of coal
My life is out of balance
And my days are all consumed
By my latest fascination;
All competing thoughts are doomed
I've lost all track of time and space,
My head's stuck in a hole;
Important matters set aside,
Obsession's on a roll
Life now has a single focus—
Normal balance isn't it—
I've become a one-track zombie
In an epileptic fit
Won't you help me? Look! I'm drowning
In an ocean deep as hell,
Sinking deeper by the minute
Trapped within obsession's spell...
There's so many things I need to do...
If I could just break free...
Pray for me...
Pray for me!
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