Lux's Indulgences - 19. Confounding Mystery

This reminds me of my muse. If I try to force him, it doesn't work... it's like a leaf on a current of air, drifting past, and I can only catch it if I don't look too hard.   Nice poem, buddy. 

I agree with @Headstall; this sounds like my travails in writing. Or perhaps differential equations. You capture the frustration of tackling unknowns with more unknowns remarkably well. 

On 12/12/2021 at 3:23 PM, Headstall said:

This reminds me of my muse. If I try to force him, it doesn't work... it's like a leaf on a current of air, drifting past, and I can only catch it if I don't look too hard.   Nice poem, buddy. 

On 12/12/2021 at 10:40 PM, Parker Owens said:

I agree with @Headstall; this sounds like my travails in writing. Or perhaps differential equations. You capture the frustration of tackling unknowns with more unknowns remarkably well. 

Thanks, gentlemen. In my case, I was inspired by my struggles to master some of the more esoteric skills in the martial art aikido. But there are parallels in my study of music and other things as well... I am glad you could find meaning in it too.

You have my congratulations for practicing aikido; I’ve seen it demonstrated only once, but was impressed. 

21 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

You have my congratulations for practicing aikido; I’ve seen it demonstrated only once, but was impressed. 

It keeps me busy and at least marginally fit, that's for sure. Serious training is like peeling back the layers of an infinite onion. Every time you think you have discovered something or figured something out or accomplished something, there is so much more to master. It always leaves me feeling simultaneously inadequate and driven to dive deeper.