For @daily.prompt/25-april-2025-mariannewests-freewrite-writing-prompt-day-2717-blue-pig
Blue pig. Oh man, I wasn't going to go there but the pig is BLUE
no. I will resist. And probably suffer for it.
The pig was painted blue
The pig is not a metaphor.
The pig was not born blue.
The pig is not a metaphor. It's a farmer's pig. He painted it blue to celebrate a high school sports victory or something. It triggered a sense of maybe that it was abuse? But maybe not. And maybe he wasn't going to eat it. It was a house pig. Or maybe not
Oh I don't know. It's all just nonsense. Really a rollercoaster of attention being paid
fun passive voice there.
What's next?
What's this pull towards...towards...ANARCHY
Brain anarchy
Ignoring things I don't feel like I have time to dive into deeply. That's fine. That's best, really. Take a look inside. Take a look at kids and see how they really are inside? Are they blue pigs? They aren't really blue, and you don't know how they feel about being painted blue, but they haven't been given much choice in the matter either way.
Hmmm
what about what about what about
hmmm
Think more deeply, yeah? Spend more of your time on the words coming and going and slipping and sliding and then follow your thoughts until their terminal conclusion, which is that, yeah, things aren't fair. oh well. It's really too bad. But that doesn't mean they can't be.