Sunday Scribblings #18 – Collectors

I’ve had others try to force collections on me.
Like Royal Doulton china dolls.
I have two “Jennifers” and one bridal doll.
I hate them.
They are far too dainty, far too expensive, and far too impractical.

These days I collect ideas.
I think. And think. And don’t stop thinking.
The ideas I’m collecting need to be better organized.
So that they can become permanent, and I don’t lose them.
When they vanish from my mind, through my swiss cheese memory,
I can’t ingest and absorb them.

These ideas are buuuuzzzzzziiiiinnggg all around me.
An angry swarm of bees.
Thoughts, judgements, opinions, belief, views.
Slow down.
Lentement.
Lento.
Tardus.