Sep 12, 2007 20:56
"I talk a whole bunch, but I really only know a few things so I'm not saying to follow along verbatim here.
I'll just tell you the things I tell myself; the things I know.
And you see what sticks.
I know our shoes were stitched from songs about highways.
The best songs are the ones about Georgia, even though I've never been there.
It's the only place that still believes in Jesus.
And I know no matter what it is you believe in, you've got to spare yourself the futility of making fun of God because that guy hasn't even talked in like...ever.
I know trouble-shooting yourself in the foot and acting as center of your own universe is a tricky dichotomy to deal with but, yes, you ARE the center of the universe.
If you weren't, you wouldn't be here.
So is the middle of space and every thing floating in it.
It is your job to know that the emptiness..is just emptiness.
That the stars are stars.
And that the flying rocks fuckin' hurt.
So, please.
Stop inviting walls into wide open spaces.
I know everything is out there.
It's why they call it everything.
I know there are times when you will lay your head to rest,
you will have a moment of brilliance that grows into a perfect order of words but you will fall asleep instead of painting them down on paper.
When you wake up, you will have forgotten the idea completely and miss it like a front tooth.
But at least you know how to recognize moments of brilliance.
Because even at your worst, you are fuckin' incredible.
So return to yourself.
Even if you're already there, cause no matter where you go, or how hard you try, or what you do, the only person you are ever gonna get to be,
and I know it (thank God) is you."
-The Information Man.