It is a nice poemI don't know exactly when you had 'the moment'
you know, satori, wake up and smell the coffee time
but our recent conversations lead me to believe that you have
had 'the moment'
It's the moment when you realize that your time is limited
and that the only things that are worth doing are the things you love
I had my moment about the turn of the century
my body was ravaged by heroin and methadone and pure lust for life
I looked at my skeletal remains in the bathtub
and realized I had only a limited time left here on the planet
to accomplish whatever the hell it was I'm supposed to do
This shows what a dummy I am
because we all have only a limited time
it just took me over fifty years to realize this
so I had my moment
I realized that there was no time to devote
to working on maggie's farm no mo'
the only things that mattered
were the things that I loved and needed to do
I looked around and the only things that seemed to matter
were my flute, my piano and my notebook
when did you have your 'moment?'
I don't know what happened how did it turn into an arguement about the power relationship between a man and a woman.
I must have missed something between the lines
something about maggie's farm?
perhaps
Clay asked:
A moment a daywhen did you have your 'moment?'
seems like for me
not to let a day go by without a moment
I do remember when my nervous system got wired into place, when the last synapse clicked in and my brain could function as an adult, you know abstract thinking and all that, maybe about twelve or thirteen.
This is it I thought, this is how it is.
Every once in a while I still have that moment of clarity
this is it
this is how it is
but mostly my moment is subtle and ongoing in tiny increments everyday I learn i see
I hope that answers your question.
