Blah… Sitting on the floor by the heater vent again, although today it feels too warm. My eyes are bleary, and my guts are gurgling like a—like a thing that gurgles quite a bit. And it almost feels like I’m getting a back of the neck head ache. Riveting! This is first class writing! Notice how I’m questioning the value of what I’m doing? It’s probably an important part of any “creative” activity, asking yourself the question: Is this worthwhile? Humans have little time to spend on this planet, and they shouldn’t waste their time—too much of their time—on trivial or pointless acts. Unless they are INTENTIONALLY trivial and pointless acts meant to disturb or upset the fabric of society. Then the actions have the ILLUSION of being pointless, but their very pointlessness becomes the point.
But I was talking about wasting time, not engaging in social critique.
Tired. Very tired. Totally tired. (If you haven’t watched SQUARE PEGS, the old television program, I recommend it. It’s incredibly bad, but in a way that I enjoy.)
Totally.
Waste? Is it all a waste? You must ask yourself this question. MUST! But your answer may be different than mine. It all boils down to “ultimate values.” What motivates you to continue to exist? Have you ever thought about it? Are you just doing what you THINK you should be doing, or did you look at the world, carefully, and try to decide what your ultimate place within the world is going to be?
---Richard F. Yates
(Commander in Cheap of The Primitive Entertainment Workshop)
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[Originally posted 9 Apr. 2013 @ The P.E.W.]
