Friday, 20 February 2015

The Woods Decay and Weep their Burdens to the ground.

I believe in reincarnation. In fact I don't just believe it, I know it (for me only). But one life time is enough for me. As I age and grow more reflective, the sadness threatens to overwhelm me. The damage I have caused and the tragedy I have witnessed are constantly just below the surface of my consciousness.

I understand now the joy of quiet monastic living. It seems not so much a good life, but a less harmful one. For me the true heroes, however, are those who embrace the the world and through lives of quiet sacrifice make it a better place. In my ignorant opinion, those who hide in monasteries are like the man who buried his talent in the ground. However Jesus never talked about the fourth man who was given 1000 talents and wasted them on cheap self gratification.

That person is me.

Far better to have buried my talent in the ground.

Tuesday, 17 February 2015

i am afraid of hard work

Ok, so they always want someone who is not afraid of work. What is a gal like me supposed to do? Can I go on disability support? The problem is,  I am also afraid of not having money, not having a roof over my Head, not eating. My job application should say " Will work hard if forced by circumstances to so". I wonder if I will get any interviews?

The world is prejudiced against us lazy people, but we have probably harmed the world less than any other group. Hitler was not a lazy person and is just one of many who are "not afraid of hard work".

Lets unite. Lets have placards saying " hard work is not necessarily a good thing!"

Sunday, 15 February 2015

Welcome bak Nancy

I have missed you Nancy. I love my Nancyness. Welcome back to the surface of me!

Virgin

Hi World.

Welcome to my journey to the wild side. This is the realm of madness and chaos. It is the realm of creativity. It is the the shadowy place of the other Me's.

These other Me's(does anyone know the plural of Me?) exist in my mania. My mental health people and my friends all try to keep me out of my mania. My rational part knows they are right. But when i get there I love it! Nancy is my collective name for all the small bit players in the person that is me
I just want to point out that choreography is a cage that dance tries to escape from,  inspiration from poetry, music from songs, humanity from gender and the great mystery from religion.

Break the chains ;free the spirit!
Nancy Ellison is a figment of my imagination!

Signed

N Ellison

Saturday, 14 February 2015

I want this blog to showcase my writing as well as to provide a forum for my ridiculous ideas.

So to begin on the right foot , here is a story i have written.


Except i I can't seem to upload it.