How’s it going y’all? It’s been a good chunk of time since I’ve posted anything on my blog here. Sorry about that, y’all know how it is. Life gets crazy sometimes. For me I’ve moved back to my hometown in Indiana and started working again. It’s a job and I’m grateful for that, especially in these days with COVID-19, Coin shortages and whatnot.
Easy to lose yourself in just the constant stream of media fear mongering. Personally I just could care less about politics, in my honest opinion any person that’s involved in politics either is corrupt or becomes corrupt. Power and money tend to do that to people.
As for me I’ve decided on a few things recently. Firstly I’ve started doing more photography and at this point I’ve started watermarking my photography and am actively working on getting things set up to start selling prints upon demand. Just a way to make a little extra money and bring some beauty into a world so filled with ugliness.
Along with the photography start up I made the decision to start writing three books. One is a fictional project that as of now still doesn’t have a name but has some basis off of experiences in my own life. I’ve obtained permission to write one of the characters by name in this novel. I like to think she’ll enjoy her little cameos.
The other has a name, however I won’t be sharing much about it. It’s quite secret. The final project is actually going to be a self-published collection of my poetry. Trust me when I say there’s quite a bit….some of which is being heavily edited. I feel like an English professor with lines through things, marking several poems as to be completely omitted. Possibly burned even; there’s just certain things that don’t need to be published.
Just left in what I call the ammo box. Even then there’s poems I’ve written that while I am quite proud of them, were about either a person no longer in my life who through their actions I suffered trauma. While it was good experience to live through and emerge the same man at heart? Those poems aren’t good for me. Scripture says to, not an exact quote but it tells us to shun what is evil and delight in the good.
I realize that I’m a….complicated person. To be honest? I don’t need to complicate things further. Better to just burn them I think. This collection of poetry will feature my poetry obviously; however it’ll also feature some of my photography as illustrations where I feel they fit.
Being back home has ignited my creativity. It has also put me in some challenging positions with people. Writing and my notepads have been my best friend and therapist for the last ten years. Part of my frustrations are being journaled about, a lot of it has been going for late night runs or longboard rides.
There’s starting to be a sense of normalcy being back though. Got some furniture for living room, got TV in my room with a king sized memory foam bed. I have to say I’m not used to this. Being able to actually enjoy having a place of my own. At twenty nine years old I now have a bed that I’ve actually been able to buy for myself, I’m still getting used to some things here and trying to deal with anxiety. Both emotionally, and in matters of the heart.
I keep reflecting on words of wisdom from two sources. My old Taekwondo instructor “Slow is smooth, and smooth is fast.” Also words y’all have likely been getting used to. Rapha Yada, be still and know.
I’ll likely be posting more frequently now that I’m starting to get more used to things here. As always my friends I hope y’all are doing well, staying safe and living life to the fullest.
Rapha Yada my friends,
Richard
Holy Water, Burning Man 