How to continue?

I have been thinking over the last few days, or so. How I should approach writing of this sort. In other words, how, or indeed if, should I write about this day-to-day stuff? I think so. I have a great deal to say -- as my life continues to change and progress, and as I deal with this illness. Even if I don't put down a whole lot, writing is part of coming to terms with things. I feel better about what I'm doing and I can understand things more clearly. So, I am not about to put the pen down (so to speak)!

I'm having trouble gaining mental clarity, at the moment. I just can't seem to get my head straight. It means that I have more difficulty understanding situations, and also getting things done. Sometimes, getting something very simple finished, can be close to impossible. It takes much longer to do most things, than I would like! The simpler and more mundane the task, the harder it is for me to do. I'm trying to keep on top of the pain, too.

The 'brain fog', as it is called, is entirely routine for my illness -- but it makes life difficult. Now, the sort of order and planning that would help most people, is simply confusing. It can be frustrating, but it's worth it.

My iPhone has made it much easier to keep up with e-mails, contacts, and calls... it's great! I enjoy the community of The Internet; but I always prefer to go slowly, and not to be bombarded with people and messages.

I'll just keep writing. I've been reading Kafka, and Philip K. Dick. I always look forward to getting my hands on some more audiobooks and music. It's astounding, what's out there.

Is the peace movement alive today?

I admire a lot of things about the sixties 'counter-culture'; and I thought the 40th anniversary of the famous Woodstock Festival would be a fine time to reflect on this, and share my feelings about the legacy of 1960s culture.

The things that particular groups of people (musicians, poets, artists, politicians, activists of all sorts, and spiritualists) were able to make happen, at that time; it has always inspired me! I think that the spirit of those times makes up a great deal of who I am. Life is so pre-packaged. It upsets me, at times.

I want to believe that people can make a difference, within the social and political landscape! I miss that attitude. There's so much apathy and ignorance around, now! I would have loved to witness figures like Dr King, Malcolm X, Huxley, Warhol, Leary, Kerouac, and Ginsberg. It's cool to try to make your choice of love and tolerance, over that of violence and aggression. All of that isn't easy to achieve, though. I like to watch the footage of the marches, the protests, the sit-ins, and the great speeches... Bucking the system.

I am a great believer in love, peace, and activism. And the free exchange of ideas, and beliefs. The Internet is ideal, for continuing the movement of freedom of information. So, there's hope. It's about people, worldwide, sharing information; and re-gaining some power. The Net, blogging, and social networking, is bringing people together.

Now, pretty much anyone can be an activist.

Let me know what you think of this.

Peace!

Musings

Well...

I thank God, that I'm out of hospital.

Bad drugs, bad experience!

I am blessed to be home again. That Ketamine was bad crazy! (As the late Hunter S. Thompson might say.) I became quite paranoid and afraid from the stuff. Not fun... I thought I was going crazy!

A lot of the time, I don’t know what to do with myself -- except play harmonica, watch TV, listen to music, and browse the Internet. My thoughts are often in disarray, which is irritating. I can feel pretty down. At the moment, it’s a little upsetting.

I'll find my rhythm, though. It usually takes time, after I get back.