Posted on November 26, 2014


Hey! Gotta TICKET TO RIDE…!!

For some reason, I have long thought of Life as being a privilege to live. It seems to me that we all get this one, precious, TICKET-TO-RIDE. The lucky sperm, as it were. The guy who beat a couple of thousand other frantic tadpoles to it. Hay-hay! Look at ME…!  Bingo…!   Winkthumbs

In this manner, I tend to think of "getting my ticket’s worth" and "drinking the cup dry".  I wrote a scribble one day, called, ironically, "Let’s Ride".   

I also wrote "Manifesto", with a strange, almost burning intensity. It was just the way I felt about things – passionate, wanting to GO, move, RIDE.  

If you go to "Francis Meyrick" and click on my avatar, you can then select "view all works". Some twenty two pages of titles open up then, (Yeah, I know, what a lot of scribbles), and on pages 3 to 5 you will find a bunch of scribbles labelled "auto-biographical – spiritual quest".  Most any of these, when I go back and look at them, seem to incorporate that same degree of passion. Thirst. A desire to explore, push my mind, live on the edge.

I am therefore often at a loss to try and understand permanent, long term, utter, total, black, terminal depression. I can understand being miserable, but for me that’s usually a finite period. There comes a point I’ve had enough. The middle digit then gets exercised, like this,

… and on we ride.  

Gotta TICKET to RIDE…    Fly

Sensual Overload – The Snowstorm

Storm and Fire – Passion & Judgment

Sugarloaf Mountain

go back to list of possible Tunnels Out?   Fly

go back to Index?   Smile

Last edited by Francis Meyrick on November 30, 2014, 5:55 am

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