Inevitable Exoneration

I often fear that I'm losing my mind, although some would say I never had one, and still others that I smoked and burned it all up in the 80's. All are true. I feel a growing fog on my clean mind...it seems to thicken daily, however, throw me in a room full of English Grad students and everything sharpens up...get me talking critical trash about Proust (I now know it's pronounced Proost) and I'm electrified...
I feared my return to The MA English program at Brooklyn College, but after a day of classes I'M BACK...the old noggin' still works when I want it to. The hours of commuting to school with a brain even more seriously fried from kerosene fumes (see yesterday's post) did nothing to impede me. Feeling dazed and lackadaisical all the way into the city....but once I hit the steps outta’ Port Authority I was bounding up them like a gazelle. NYC instantly shot me up with energy, and BAM I was back with a vengeance. All the fear and doubt of my academic abilities, and endurance vanished. Even the squeamishness of 4 more semesters of bus commutes dissipated rapidly, as a new vigor of intellectual enthusiasm washed over me...

(Not to mention hot girls with big brains...ouch!)


Use it or lose it (your mind that is) you are all CREATORS

DO ME A FAVOR AND CREATE SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL...maybe just for yourself, or the whole world
or anything in between

Peace,
Rock on Forever

Sohan