Don’t Try Me To Try The Moon - Part 2 of 3

Mar 10, 2003 - © Wayne Lankford

So much was expected of me. At one point I gave up song writing and started doing portraits, mostly in charcoal pencil. I set up shop in the park next the taro card readers. As low a rent district as you can get in the art world. On the other side of me two black kids tap-danced and played the tambourine. Oh, how I wished I could dance. Those two made a fortune. Still, by day, I could not break the shackles of corporate cowboyism to which I was bound so tightly. To this day I'll still haven't used up all those sky miles. All these creative things I tried. In all I tried I was creative. I've devoted a lifetime to doing things, whatever they were, just a little bit differently. And I fell short every time because when I tried I tried for the moon; I did not realize that the moon was never my intended mission. My path was always somewhere else. It was always right beneath my feet, in the dust, in the dirt, in the mud, the leaf and pine straw covered bike path that twisted and curved so near but invisible to me. Invisible to me because I mistakenly believed that my creativity was enough in itself to propel me to the places I wanted to go. I forgot who endowed me in the first place with such wonderful gifts. I ignored my own spiritual self and its connection too much higher sources of power.

That corporate world I used to be such a part of and was such a part of me is no longer part of my everyday existence. All during those years I dreamed of escape. I was very good at what I did and I enjoyed a lot of success but, like I said, it never quite satisfied me. It didn't satisfy me because things out there in the world could not reach the part of me that needed to be satisfied. I believed that everything that existed did so and was self evident by its tangible existence alone. I thought very little about an invisible other world of spirit. I lived in an Isaac Newton world of physics and actions, a Copernican universe of absolutes. Very cold place, the Copernican Universe, often so clouded by cigarette smoke and alcohol fumes, the luna franca of the business world.

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