Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

note to Self

03 July 2013

note to Self


To state the obvious, what we remember, we cannot forget.

It reminds me of a writing exercise, make a

list of everything you wish to remember. Anything you

do not write down will be forgotten, lost forever.

It’s really an exercise in focus, paying attention, noticing …

I am constantly in this tug-of-war, torn between wanting,


needing to hold on, and yet, wishing to let

go. Possessions, things, seem easier to detach from, at

least for me, but memories, those things I hold

on to and remember remain. It’s not that I

cling to the past, or that I continue to

torture myself with things I would be better off


forgetting, or that it is somehow wrong to wish

to remember the good. I just know for me

the harder I attempt to hold on, the less

I tend to live in, and fully focus on

and appreciate the present moment. And that is all

I really have. I should remind myself of this.

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03 July 2013



Ride, ride,

get on the bus

and just ride, ride, ride

not going anywhere at all

just ride.


I guess

I understand,

it’s just something to do,

instead of sitting home alone.

Ride, ride.

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walking after midnight

03 July 2013

walking after midnight


I have

not dared yet try

exploring in the dark,

afraid of what I cannot see




is nothing more

than an unknown to be

discovered, whether within, or



I’m sure

I will stumble,

fall along the way and

get discouraged, want to give up



I’ll learn

to navigate,

and take my own journeys

through whatever I must to find


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half diet half Barqs

03 July 2013

half diet, half Barq’s


I scrounge

nickels and dimes,

buy a drink, justify

starving for the sake of my art,


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