The Muse of Creative Agony & Other Such Mobile Perversity

First, a few aphorisms of divine intoxication…

Perhaps the most unappreciated invention of all time: the zero. So unappreciated, in fact, that it can (and often is) used as an epithet. What did the poor zero ever do to us, besides provide the very organization of our numerical system?


An imaginative exercise: imagine what your life would be like if your brother (or sister) were an only child.


Books are a life support system for the mind. A library is a mental hospital. The reader is the ailed patient. The authors are our doctors, our healers, our cerebral nutritionists. For maximum health, I advise one to read, read, read…


Writing is a form of cerebral sex. It just feels so damn good.

The Muse of Creative Agony

As any writer whom has suffered from writer’s block will tell you, the muse can be quite the elusive and frustrating bitch. Once she has been absent for some period of days, weeks, or months…you might even begin to wonder why you bothered with her in the first place. That is, until she returns, and kisses your smitten mind, turning everything exultant and beautiful and ravenous once again. Then you will be saying to the muse, dare you never leave me again! I cannot bare the thought of any length of time without you! Oh yes, and you will be making love to her, night after night, like a return to bliss. Your spirit will be that of a cancer patient upon news of full recovery. You will make love to the muse for as long as humanly possible. After all, no Adam or Eve desires to forsake the garden once he is there.

The muse lifts one up to heaven and upon leaving suffers the artist to the fates of stark gravity. Indeed, the muse is one holy, abusive bitch of agonizing delights – any artist shall tell you. Even writing of her now causes me brief heart palpitations of vague superstition. It is as if she will hear my curses and grievances and out of a cruel and casual spite, totally abandon!


Mobile Information

I love to pick up a book of history, science, or art and eagerly consume its pages until my brain begins to feel overfed and lethargic. An evening of learning for me is very much akin to the enjoyment of a large meal.

I like to brain-bathe in the information. I like to swim around in it. Soak in it, relax in it. The goal from there on, is to bring some of this information with me wherever I go, like a traveler’s hefty suitcase. This mobile store of information is what we tend to call, one’s knowledge.

The key, of course, to maintaining one’s knowledge, to keeping it up to date, is to utilize it throughout daily life as much as possible. Otherwise, one is apt to forget his or her learned facts. This is a simple case of cliché: “If you don’t use it, you lose it.

Whenever we are going about the daily routine, or are idle, waiting in line, driving our cars, riding in an airplane, etc., we must consistently work to compare our learning with our external environment. This is to say, we must work to externalize our internalities and observe if they sync up with each other. If they do not sync, it’s likely our thinking about a given subject is faulty.



7 thoughts on “The Muse of Creative Agony & Other Such Mobile Perversity

  1. I really like the last part about externalizing our internalities. I’ve been recently thinking about how humans don’t really see anything, they just look at their surroundings. We just drift through space, unappreciative or life and separated from our environment. We don’t learn from the word, we just mold them to fit along with the axioms in our minds. Maybe because we don’t really see anything, time feels like it goes faster and faster. When we’re young and existing still feels like a new thing, we actually see and learn and create our internalities. But as we grow older, we stop learning from the world, everything just becomes too predictable and too fast. Reading is the best way to get out of that state because reading introduces you to things were never seen before. Gaining new knowledge is like a child peering out of his backyard for the first time, so to say. Those are just my thoughts.

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    1. Yes, and wonderful thoughts they are! Your comment about the experience of time going either fast or slow depending upon our age is quite interesting. Childhood does have a quality of timelessness to it, doesn’t it? As the saying goes, familiarity breeds indifference. Perhaps adults are too familiar, indifferent to their environment, and thus our subjective perception of time is that everything moves in line with convention — a quicker pace. Of course, there is the question of leisure vs. working life to take into account as well. The more leisure one has, the more one has the opportunities to greet the world in new ways. I admire what you said about reading. To be constantly engulfed by books seems a wonderful way to stay young!

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      1. The great thing about reading is that you get to see something from a totally new perspective. If I’m reading fiction, for example, I get to experience the thoughts and feelings of the character and therefore see the word from an entirely new perspective than the one I am used to. But if I’m reading nonfiction, I get to open my eyes to I topic that I once regarded as insignificant, which also can change how I see the world. Reading is totally amazing. I’m glad humans evolved to develop the brain capacity to become literate.

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      2. Tylor, as an aside here, the irony of having plenty of leisure time is you need a job to make it work for you. That job can be whatever you find meaningful, but unless you create one for yourself, leisure becomes repetitive and dulling to the bone.

        Beyond that, Kat directed me to your blog today and I’m so glad she did. I love your notion of comparing our learning with our external environment. That’s a very sharp insight, I believe. You can tell when someone does little or none of that. Their ideas, undisciplined by reality, wander off track into absurdity.

        Great aphorisms too!


      3. It’s nice to connect with you, Paul! Any friend of Kat’s is a friend of mine. I appreciate the kind compliments. Good point about leisure becoming old hat when you’ve had too much of it — I don’t usually have the luxury of that problem these days, so I’ve completely forgotten what it’s like! I think you’re correct.

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