The River

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

"Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heart-ache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, to discover what is already there."

-- Henry Miller

Stolen from Les, who apparently found the help he needed for his blogging addiction.

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Wonderful quote and link. The best advice I've been given since I began blogging came from someone whose writing I admire. Feeling somewhat intimidated I censored a comment on his blog, feeling myself to be over-serious. I was given a reprimand. Best wrist slap ever..."open up and discover what is already there."
Here, let me try that again.

Thanks for the link Bruce. :)


The final tests came back today. It's terminal.

There is no cure for blogging.
sometimes you just gotta let go and let blog, bmo.

You're welcome, Les. And you're right, it's terminal, you've been sentenced to life.
Insightful and as bmo said, a slap on the wrist. Conflict comes from denying that instinct that is (should be) in all of us.
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