Uninspired (A Tragedy)

/ Daniel Swearingen

Photography (all rights) by Mike Dempsey

“The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook”.-William James

We are but dust for what I see, born into life at times a tragedy. With sounds and signals from energy. As above so below in me. When this life has been set free, I will know not this vanity. I will know not this vanity. As I came, so will I leave. Uninspired.

I could write about inside dark hedges, and perhaps someday I shall, I could eek out a verse or two on sly daemons and how my future they foretell. I could take you down hidden staircases to the bottom of my wishing well. Take your hand down naked backsides to the secrets that no ghost will tell. Still in the efforts of all my verbiage from the secrets that I would spell. Craft I find brings me no lifeline, I am undersigned, uninspired and my thoughts, they have expired. Not the sight of a war-torn glory, not the sky split now in two. Not the chance of a personal story. Happy or tearful, I am not even blue. Just a shame no words come new. Though my lips are not breathing at the most tender part of you, I find I cannot write a canon or express my point of view. I am, uninspired.

I but for my breath am uninspired.

I start the story graveside up, of an old friend in my dream view. Saying words, he says to me, tell them now of you. Still with visuals spinning, inside the seal that witches use, I cannot even make a rhyme to tell you all I knew. All I knew. Even though I faced a dry spell once in past or may be two, I am tired inside and there’s so much left to do. I can write about rays of sunlight, tempting time travelers, and perhaps someday I shall. I could stir words by the feet of angels, in the lower pool where the lame were made well. Incite the verses by incantations of passion, taught by the sons of G_D in hell. Know that I think of the lyrics of all fashion, but then again I think, “Oh well”. Then again, I think, “Oh well”.

I but for my breath am uninspired.

We are but dust for what I see, born into life at times a tragedy. With sounds and signals from energy. As above so below in me. When this life has been set free, I will know not this vanity. I will know not this vanity. As I came, so will I leave. Uninspired. – 05.21.2019 – דָנִיֵּאל

80 thoughts on “Uninspired (A Tragedy)”

  4. “I could stir words by the feet of angels, in the lower pool where the lame were made well. Incite the verses by incantations of passion, taught by the sons of G_D in hell.” These lines were masterful. Surely written in the “Second World”. 😉

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  7. Daniel this piece is rich with inspiration and meaning, so the title is tongue in cheek I am thinking. 😉 Your verbiage is deep, as if coming from Ecclesiastes itself. Vanity itself uninspired. If this is your writers block, what must it be when that block no longer remains. 🙂

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  8. Dear Daniel
    There are so many great lines. The intro and conclusion says it all for me, and I dare quote, “We are but dust for what I see, born into life at times a tragedy. With sounds and signals from energy. As above so below in me. When this life has been set free, I will know not this vanity. I will know not this vanity. As I came, so will I leave. Uninspired.” Thank you, this post was wonderful.
    Shalom
    Erin

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  10. Your tragedy is what do to with so many ideas to write upon. 😉 Your point is well taken my young friend. If so much can be looked upon as uninspiring, then there is much greater in this life and beyond for you. I enjoyed this piece. Thank you. Bill

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      • Daniel, I have been thinking on this and the uninspired moments we all have are a benefit of a marvelous lifestyle that gives most the time and ability to pursue such thoughts. I too now am seeing the benefits. 😉 Bill

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  13. I believe an artist has to replenish oneself, think differently, and take breaks life everyone else. Your point of looking at all the wealth of ideas to write on and yet being uninspired is well taken. To others points even when you are uninspired you are inspired. Rest well Daniel. 🙂

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  16. Certain lines really stood out in your piece, for instance, “Take your hand down naked backsides to the secrets that no ghost will tell. ” You combined mysterious imagery with interesting life questions in this piece. Loved it.

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  17. Your amazing piece made me think. Do I appreciate life enough when I am inspired, or do I think it is never enough? The thoughts creative and other wise that we all have. Are they important, or are they for entertainment? Your writing always makes me think and question. I thank you for that. A

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  23. Great piece Daniel. Writers block can be a learning experience, something you gain from. Your very words full of ideas prove that. perhaps they will look like better themes tomorrow. Your many readers can hope for that…

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  28. Dear Daniel,
    our words were amazing. Not depressing, but filled with a knowledge of something greater than experience or adventure. My favorite line, “We are but dust for what I see, born into life at times a tragedy. With sounds and signals from energy. As above so below in me. When this life has been set free, I will know not this vanity. I will know not this vanity. As I came, so will I leave. Uninspired.” It was genius.
    Gigi

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