What Happens When There Are No More Words?
Five Song Snapshot:
Something- The Beatles
Head Over Heels- Tears For Fears
Come Together- Aerosmith
The Time Warp- Rocky Horror Picture Show
Gimme Some Lovin- Spencer Davis Group
There are very few real nightmares in the world I inhabit.
Take a walk through the melon on top of my shoulders and you’ll see your garden variety fear of being eaten alive and maybe you’ll understand why I have a plan for how to fight any thing that can eat me.
Shark, lion, ‘croc, hippo, tiger or snake- doesn’t matter because old Jack has an ace up his sleeve for dealing with any or all of them. Of course there is a simple rule that sharks have to fight me on land or give me a cage and a waterproof RPG, but we’ll leave the details out of this for now.
But those dreams don’t bother me nearly as much as something happening to one of my kids–that really does horrify me and would probably break me. Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t find a way to put myself back together because that is just what I do, but it would never be the same.
The More Likely Alternative
The bigger and more likely alternative to those aforementioned scenarios is the fear that one day I might wake up and discover there are no more words.
Those of you who have had the pleasure of reading these posts for the last thousand years know that I don’t believe in writer’s block. Nothing has changed, I still don’t believe in it, but I still wonder what would happen if I ran out of words.
And by that I mean what would happen if I reached a place where I simply had nothing more to say, no more stories to tell, no more thoughts to share, mull over or consider?
Five More Songs:
Going Up The Country- Canned Heat
Just Another Day- Oingo Boingo
Slip Away- Clarence Carter
Viva Las Vegas- Elvis Presley
Sara- Fleetwood Mac
Facing Our Fear
I don’t know about you, but overall I think I have done a pretty good job of facing my fear, at least the simple ones. I won’t intentionally endanger the kids or go jump in a lion’s cage just to prove I can.
There is no reason for that.
But I have done some things, headed off on mental spelunking expeditions to face the demons in the dark because I needed to do it. I did it because ultimately it gave me peace of mind and you can never have too much of that.
How about you?