Friday, September 28, 2012

Lacking Pretense ...

"Some lose all mind and become soul, insane.
Some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual.
Some lose both and become accepted.”

~Charles Bukowski

Listening to my favorite 70's era tunes on my Spotify playlist right now.  Think that's why I love this music so much:  it's completely lacking in pretense.  "Don't Fear the Reaper" ... Blue Oyster Cult.  Love this song!  Hmmm ... Death has no pretense.  He employs no guise or means of deceit ... Death is perhaps the one truth we all share?  I happened to write a poem about dealing with the loss of a loved one the other day.  It's titled "Empty Chair."  Perhaps I'll share it with you here one day ... Me, I'm perfectly at ease with Death.  As I've said before, Death and Isabelle are old friends.  There are many types of death to my way of thinking and I suppose that's fitting, seeing as there are conversely many types of love.  It's all about balance, is it not?


Whitemist said...

i find myself in the unique position of find both, guess i might be a bit of an insane intellectual who is NOT acepted. This is fine by me

Michelle (Isabelle) said...

I personally happen to think that those who were meant to shape and change the world in some small way are never fully ever "accepted" by this world. The burning flame of our passion and/or vision is what fuels us and that in and of itself has to be enough to sustain us. But we're in great company, right? Just look at those who came before us. =)