Creativity Story
Here is a little story of when I was a tree-hugger. It is something to remind myself that there is another part of me.
When I went to California and abandoned IT for a year, one of the things that gave me greatest pleasure was writing protest songs that I could play with Todd and Alicia Littletree. I would sometimes sit down on a stump (being that we were in redwood/dougfir territory the stumps were pretty big) and songs would come to me. I used to think of it as if the goddess had spoken to me through my ass. It was a nice feeling to imagine that something might be brought from the ground into me and out of my mouth in a way that I could save and give to others.
I am still writing songs and stories. it is just that when I write them down they seem broken. I hope that changes.
When I went to California and abandoned IT for a year, one of the things that gave me greatest pleasure was writing protest songs that I could play with Todd and Alicia Littletree. I would sometimes sit down on a stump (being that we were in redwood/dougfir territory the stumps were pretty big) and songs would come to me. I used to think of it as if the goddess had spoken to me through my ass. It was a nice feeling to imagine that something might be brought from the ground into me and out of my mouth in a way that I could save and give to others.
I am still writing songs and stories. it is just that when I write them down they seem broken. I hope that changes.