Speaker 1: I do believe creativity is an addiction. I live it
every day. If I'm not creating, I'm just completely miserable.
I've got to have that element of bringing something forward,
or I'm discovering new things that other people have created.
I accept other people's creativity. It's like, oh, give me
some more of that, unplugged, because we always say yes
to creativity, totally uncut because we all make mistakes. So
turn it into a tool. This is arrow unplugged. Oh
look at this my daily writing, scratched out words. I'm
not used to that. Uh huh. Usually I'm all about
stream thinking and what's there is there. When I first
met my wife, I wrote a lot of poetry to her.
I love scribbling out emotions in a melodic way. And
she goes, I don't want to see the perfected or
the edited poetry. I want to hold on to the
poetry where you have scratched out thoughts. That's what I
want because that was the origin of where you were growing.
That's the poetry. I got to have that. And so
when I sit down with my authors and musicians and
we talk about what they are sending out to the world,
that's cool. That's neat. But I also want to know
want did you scratch out? I want to know what
you didn't like the outtakes even on television show. Send
me the outtake tape. I want to see you guys
screw it up or what you thought was a mess up.
But to the rest of us, it's art. It's the
acceptance of being. Hey, hero, this is the daily mass,
a chronological walk through in everyday world. I am a
daily writer things like this, man, this is what it's
all about, writing about who we are as a people,
as a generation, as something that's just here. We're here,
that's it, a speck of dust, a mustard seed, if
even that we're here. This is the daily mess. Let's
talk about that screw up. So the sentence reads, but
it's a choice to give it to a face and
scratched out word and above it I put energy, hmm.
But it's a choice to give it a face and energy.
You know what word I put in there originally, But
it's a choice to give it a face and injury? Injury?
Where did that word come from? All? Right, now that
you know where we're going, let's figure out what this
donkey was trying to say. This morning the day it
has arrived. All days pretty much the same, but how
will this day play? So many people depend on our presence,
which puts pressure on our alone moments. I do get
extremely jealous of those who claim they can turn it
off and tune out. Wow. Is that a sign of
uncaring and selfishness? For some sick reason, I hear a
lot of things way away from where I presently stand.
Sound has this way of pointing me in all directions,
which I don't always agree with. Like most, I struggle
with the damnedest things. But it's a choice to give
it a face an injury. That's what I put injury,
and then I scratched it out. But it's a choice
to give it a face and energy. See what you
don't see is that I did put the word injury
in there. A choice to give it a face. An
injury gives off a completely different view of expression. It's
weird how the mind wants to paint a different expression,
which is why we should always be aware of what
we say and what we write. I'm very guilty of
sending emails and text messages to people that I feel
are motivational to help build them up, to make them
stronger to believe more in themselves rather than accepting the
hand me outs of others. But the people who receive
what it is that I said and go, God, dang dude,
why did you attack me? What happened here? What did
I do to you? Can we look at that email again?
I think maybe I need to explain where I was going.
And then when I get to see it and I
show them what I was trying to say, then it's like,
oh wow, I didn't see it that way. I felt, Hey,
you're just attacking me. The other day at the essential job,
I looked at one of our managers who had taken
ten days off, and I said, man, I said, I'm
so glad you're back, because while you were gone, we
were lost. And the assistant manager looks at me and says,
what the hell are you talking about. We weren't lost.
We kept this ship together. And what I did is
I had to find myself in a place of explaining
what I meant by lost. I said that when a
member of the band is gone, there's something wrong with
the rhythm. That we were lost, as in like, oh
my god, where's the map? There was just something missing.
We all work so tight and so closely together that
it's like something was missing, and he goes, you need
to find better words. The word lost lost me. You
were wrong by choosing that word. But I have to
ask about this word here. But it's a choice to
give it a face and injury. What if I had
stayed with that original thought, how would I have finished
this page today? It has arrived all days pretty much
the same, But how will this day play? So many
people depend on our presence, which puts pressure on our
alone moments. I don't see any injury in that, and
yet the writing hand said it. It woke me up.
It made me stop what I was thinking. I don't
always agree with, like most struggle with the damnedest things,
but it's a choice to give it a face an injury.
I'm not a brutal person. I don't bring injury to anything.
Unless you read my emails and my text messages and
they'll say, yeah, he said some junk that has injured me,
when in fact, all I was trying to do was
motivate you. Be careful what you're right. That's what the
HR Department always said, be careful. In fact, we prefer
that you don't write to anybody. Have a physical conversation
with people. This is the person that they obviously trust
and love. Don't be the writer, don't be the text sender.
Be you in front of them. Okay, I'm Marrow and
that's the daily mess.