Frustration

What is it with trying? Is it the negative drill sergeant barking abuse as you choke on another mouthful of mud? Maybe for some. 100010% effort will not assure any amount of success and I feel totally dethroned of any feelings of achievement or talent that may have filtered through my own full-force negative screening process. My path is lit now with nothing but some persistent fragments of hope and self-belief. My way is different and even if my 'currency' is no good here, I will not always reside here and this will have only been an internally-barbed coccoon.

I must not fear.

Fear is the mind-killer.

It is the little death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear. I
I will permit it to pass over me and when it has gone
I will turn my inner eye to see its path.
When the fear is gone only I will remain.

                                                                       (from Dune)

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Back to school...

New term...
Returned to the mark from hell...oh well...that's what you get when you don't sleep for months...and little brain cells...liiiiiiiiiiiiiitle brain cells all go bye bye...

Yeah. Well anyway. This term my work is it. Dreamweaver next. In fact, we start in a few minutes. This time I'm going to keep up and I am so sick of trying to produce work of such high standards that nothing is finished, everyone gets mad with me and fragments of masterpieces lie rejected on life's cutting floor. No more "strawberries for pigs" (I ripped that one off). From now on in, it's gruel all the way. Detestable, average, finished gruel. It's just not worth the agony...