in 13 points
composed/compiled by alicia Lynn grega
as performed at the Mudball Festival at PMS Farm in Lakewood on Aug. 25, 2012
(I considered writing a second draft but there’s something about the raw emergency of just getting this done on the car ride to the farm that I’d like to preserve with all its faults for authenticity’s sake. This is this piece- a product of its time and circumstances.)
no more stalling
Age is a state of spirit.
Play Simon Says with the cat.
Borrowed time; borrowed money; borrowed luck.
Time called, it wants the loan paid back with interest.
Waiting sucks. Especially when it’s starting to look like you’ve been stood up.
Oh 2012, you are the age of no commitment.
The No Call; No Show.
No matter how old I get I will always be five years old again every time someone fails to show
in ruffles and curls crying for the daddy who didn’t come again.
for the wicked.
For the recovering workaholic I say, NO.
Because you do not have to prove yourself to me.
Get your head out of your art.
On the way to the Pacific Ocean I melted in a puddle of tears.
Standing in the waves washing over my toes I saw all that had happened to me since I last stood on that shore.
Only a girl then
And since, so much loss.
So much hurt.
So much joy, too.
Be so tolerant that your heart becomes wide like the ocean.
The ebb and flow of novelty in the universe…
Achieve not stagnation,
but the stillness of the lake in the evening after the boats have docked.
I want to live so deep in the woods, it’s like a fairy tale.
The air of a different texture- magical.
It takes 15 minutes for our brain to record short term memory.
This is why when you come out the other side of a traumatic car wreck, there is no memory of the accident.
In Zen we realize the river is not there. Stream of consciousness.
You can’t hold on to a thought.
Consciousness is unfindable.
No hard feelings.
But do sweat.
Sweat a lot.
Exceed your self-imposed limitations.
You are your own greatest enemy.
Be come bound less.
What are you afraid of?
No pain, no gain.
No one wants to hear you complain.
Just suck it up and deal.
You think you’ve got it bad? Ha!
It’s not a contest.
Just get over it already.
When are you going to grow up and learn to take your medicine?
You’re not a princess.
You are not in line for the throne.
You think you’re special?
Shut up bully.
Mean girls are ugly on the inside.
I am not solid.
I fill up the empty space you leave like a liquid or gas…
The liberal downfall is being too flexible.
Hacking your soul
It was never me he wanted at all.
I let him squish me into a fantasy.
There is no boogeyman.
But don’t sell out.
“Even the moon is frightened of me,” said The Invisible Man.
Apocalypse i’s not destruction so much as a cleansing.
NO HARD FEELINGS
Love is the answer.
The shame of not getting it; of not being good enough.
What have I done to qualify?
What has she got that I haven’t got?
Condemning news stories judging other people.
Every person has the struggle of good and evil within themselves.
I should have listened.
The best ideas are born in that La La Land between asleep and awake.
Mustn’t force these things.
Need to make (breathing) room,
room for daydreams.
What do you know about love?
All I ever wanted wast one loved for all my awkward imperfections.
Perhaps because of them.
Isn’t that what we all want?
To know that we’re not broken?
That it’s not our fault?
Don’t wait to see what he got you- buy yourself something this Christmas. Save 15 percent with this coupon.
The people who love you want you to be whole,
Need you to be healthy.
Suffering is the norm.
Less is more.
There is no one size fits all solution.
The genius of Jack Benny- a coworker told me so – was getting the audience to make up its own joke.
John Bromberg quoted Washington Allston: “Never judge a work of art by its defects.”