This Could Be Me Someday

Summary

An aspiring poet, struggling with financial stability, muses on the paradox of writing for survival and questions the value of words in the pursuit of success, while reflecting on the nature of happiness and the pursuit of dreams.

Abstract

The website presents a reflective piece about a poet who writes online in hopes of making a living. Despite his financial struggles, he remains hopeful as long as his words continue to flow, yet he grapples with the idea that his passion for writing might be a source of his failures. He ponders whether the encouragement he receives is genuine or from individuals who have not achieved their own dreams. The poet contemplates the rarity of achieving one's aspirations and the possibility of repeated failures. He also questions the authenticity of a famous quote often attributed to Albert Einstein regarding the definition of insanity, acknowledging that he, like many others, continues to chase dreams through repetitive actions despite knowing the odds. The narrative touches on the idea that true happiness might lie in simple pleasures, such as using an angle grinder, rather than in the pursuit of lofty goals. The poet playfully considers if life's meaning is lost in puns and silence, or if it can be found in small acts of kindness, like supporting creators through platforms like Ko-Fi.

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The poet suggests that the encouragement from others may be superficial, comparing them to cheerleaders who have never won a game or life coaches without personal achievements.
He questions whether the pursuit of dreams through writing is futile, potentially leading to a cycle of failures.
The poet doubts the authenticity of widely accepted wisdom, such as the quote attributed to Einstein, and yet he continues to follow a similar pattern in his own life.
There is a musing on whether true contentment comes from tangible, simple activities rather than abstract pursuits like writing.
The poet playfully uses puns and humor to confront the serious topic of existential fulfillment and the search for meaning in life.
He considers the possibility that happiness can be derived from the act of giving, such as tipping an online content creator.

No one knows what tomorrow may bring but as long as the words continue to flow we still have a chance…

Will Write For Food

There once was a poet who was very broke, so he wrote poems online to fill up his poke. But he’s not complaining, no, everything’s fine, he just needs some coffee…

This could be me… someday soon. No one knows what tomorrow may bring but as long as the words continue to flow we still have a chance… Or do we? Could it be the words are our undoing — the reason for our many failings?

Are those who encourage us but cheerleaders who never won a game — life coaches with no skills of their own attempting to make their fortunes while chanting self-fulfilling prophecies?

So will tomorrow bring us our dreams? Do we really have a chance as long as the words continue to flow? How is it that so many chase dreams so few will ever attain? Are many of us simply destined to failure after failure? How many share these same thoughts?

Albert Einstein is often attributed as having said, “Insanity is doing the same experiment over and over and expecting different results.” Did he really say it? Does it matter? Yet like so many who are chasing their dreams I quote it while doing exactly as I’ve long done — why?

I wasn’t interested in becoming a writer until others encouraged me to do so. Could it really be that true happiness is a 15,000 RPM angle grinder and a new pack of 1/16" metal cutting discs? You know, wackemall.

Is life no more than silly puns and made-up words? Why do all these faces keep looking at me without uddering a sound? Uddering, get it?