{"id":17970,"date":"2010-04-08T09:05:59","date_gmt":"2010-04-08T17:05:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/?p=17970"},"modified":"2010-04-09T08:57:52","modified_gmt":"2010-04-09T16:57:52","slug":"lightning-flashes-of-insight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/?p=17970","title":{"rendered":"Lightning Flashes Of Insight"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Most of the time, I am content to live in my delusions. I see myself as the hero of my story. I think of myself as a great writer. I&#8217;m convinced that I am an artist, that I have keen insights into life, and that I should just keep on my path. That I&#8217;m going the right way.<\/p>\n<p>Then, on occasion, I get these lightning flashes of insight and they frighten me.<\/p>\n<p>You know how in movies, you&#8217;ll get lightning flashes through the darkness and you&#8217;ll suddenly see scary things &#8212; a dead body or men with guns or Democrats passing Obamacare.<\/p>\n<p>The other day, I woke up with this frightening insight that I was taking the easy way out with my life by settling for slovenly.<\/p>\n<p>Most of the time, I think I have been right in my conflicts, but on occasion, I think that the rabbis were right, that Dennis Prager was right, that my critics were right, and that I have been acting very badly.<\/p>\n<div><object width=\"512\" height=\"322\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/d.yimg.com\/static.video.yahoo.com\/yep\/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.46\" \/><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" \/><param name=\"AllowScriptAccess\" VALUE=\"always\" \/><param name=\"bgcolor\" value=\"#000000\" \/><param name=\"flashVars\" value=\"id=19051982&#038;vid=7299965&#038;lang=en-us&#038;intl=us&#038;thumbUrl=http%3A\/\/l.yimg.com\/a\/p\/i\/bcst\/videosearch\/14187\/105469949.jpeg&#038;embed=1\" \/><embed src=\"http:\/\/d.yimg.com\/static.video.yahoo.com\/yep\/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.46\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"512\" height=\"322\" allowFullScreen=\"true\" AllowScriptAccess=\"always\" bgcolor=\"#000000\" flashVars=\"id=19051982&#038;vid=7299965&#038;lang=en-us&#038;intl=us&#038;thumbUrl=http%3A\/\/l.yimg.com\/a\/p\/i\/bcst\/videosearch\/14187\/105469949.jpeg&#038;embed=1\" ><\/embed><\/object><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/video.yahoo.com\/watch\/7299965\/19051982\">A Flash Of Insight<\/a> @ <a href=\"http:\/\/video.yahoo.com\" >Yahoo! Video<\/a><\/div>\n<p>The other day, I wrote in my journal: <\/p>\n<p>I woke up thinking, &#8220;I need to sell other people&#8217;s products.&#8221; That&#8217;s the easiest way to make money online. OPP. I&#8217;ve researched this. I&#8217;ve put my foot into the water, but I&#8217;ve never gone all out. I fear that I have been childish in not being more aggressive about earning a living. That&#8217;s why I&#8217;m not married. I prefer to scrape by, living off scraps, and spending my time reading books and blogging and doing yoga rather than taking charge of my financial destiny. I want to restart my entrepreneurial energy and to make something of my life. Working these crap jobs for crap money sucks. I must grow up and work harder and smarter. Perhaps I should return to watching those online marketing videos. They put me in an entrepreneurial state of mind. At the very least, I could blog more about topics that pay well. If I earned more money, I could take regular writing classes and they would inspire me to get better at my craft. I could get all the acupuncture and physical therapy I need.<\/p>\n<p>When I look bad at my work history, I see long periods of struggling in crap jobs for crap money and long periods of working in a sweet spot (work I enjoyed that paid well).<\/p>\n<p>I wonder why I have felt like crap the past two months. Before then, I was busy and energized and getting up at 6 a.m. every day to go to shul.<\/p>\n<p>Therapy is a key part of the solution to my low achievement. It helps me to confront myself. I learn to relate to another person in a deep way, instead of keeping important things bottled up inside where they transmogrify in scary ways.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know what it is like to be married and to have your own family. I do know what it is like to write well. I love that rush. I love when I write stuff that I enjoy reading. That&#8217;s how I judge whether or not I am doing good work &#8212; do I want to read or watch what I have produced?<\/p>\n<p>I get enough adrenalin and excitement from writing that it repeatedly inspires me to keep going. I only see shadows of what family life would be like. It&#8217;s not real to me. It doesn&#8217;t compete with the rush of blogging and instant feedback and feeling like I have thousands of readers and that when I strum my keyboard, they are moved by what I write, that my words create worlds, and that I am the puppeteer and everyone else is a puppet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Most of the time, I am content to live in my delusions. I see myself as the hero of my story. I think of myself as a great writer. 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