Creative Life

patience to wait courage to encounter the unexpected are two lessons in life that I learnt the hardest way also I learnt crafting heroic perseverance into dire life experience from my father also I learnt to work hard through the vast and last final way of fate from my mother also I learnt from my people creativity diligence personal integrity redemptive power of wisdom, oguma— time was, time never is! they say father and mother they generate LIFE your culture generates MEANING that life is a ritualized creation of every day reenacted through countless mornings days, evenings, and nights that we are only aware of the increasing value of time in life as it comes to pass too soon in a form of ill health bondage age exile oblivion or the inescapable fate— DEATH. if you don’t have leisure, as a poet freedom from work to meditate when you need to and domestic stability to sit and mediate between the inner monster (SELF) and the outsider rebel (POET) and to dig into your most deeply buried gems all that is is futile an offence of wasted life it is this long process of engagement in some Idea, of unended quest for TRUTH of a continuous exploration of SELF of the way out of Entrapment that they call CREATIVE LIFE— that you two idiots are trapped in: YOU and YOU— the SELF and the POET!