Where did it go? :(

I feel like i've done way too many drugs or something. To the point where I've killed off most of my brain cells. I'm starting to wonder where my imagination left to?...anyone know?...I'm thinking it's the place where all the socks go from the dryer, that dimension. Anyway, other than taking even MORE drugs, anyone have any ideas on how I can regain my innocent imagination and break away from the dull monotony ? (i just want to be able to write again...)

 

How often do you do drugs?

 

Well it's really irrelevant, but i USED to do drugs everyday. I don't do or take anything anymore to cloud my mind..

 

It's not completely irrelevant. When people use drugs all the time, their standards of imagination plummit.

It's difficult to force imagination. Often you end up going through a jaded period where any idea that might have seemed quite interesting and explorable before now seems stupid and not worth bothering with. You quite often end up wanting to write about gangsters, the meaning of existence, or nothing at all.

There's not a lot I can say though. Getting some distance from writing helps, but you have to actually give up hope of finding an idea before you go back to it. If you have deadlines to meet, this isn't such a good idea.

 

Blank page.....your thoughts went the way of all the others, down the proveribial shitter. Actually, I probably have 2 brain cells left, and they're fighting each other to survive. Nah, it's not that bleak.....you will have moments of inspiration and clarity. Quit beating youself up, and don't listen to people judging you for past. Blessed Be.

 

I think I found your imagination. I wasn't sure what to do with it, so I gave it to my dog. Now she won't stop typing. And playing the trombone. Please come and collect it asap.

 

when i stopped drugs i suddenly had the urge to write a fantsay surreal novel. drugs are deffinately bad for your imagination becuase you dont have to do it yourself, you really on the chemicals.

anyway. without those added mixes, imagination is much freakier without them.

i also remeber at one point eeling like a slow drone of nothingness..very very boring, dull and dead. that was drugs killing my imagination..my brain could only think about where the next spliff was.....boring huh?!

 

This was why I brought up the drug thing. It's not about judging people. Drugs don't make you more creative; they just lower your standards. You can become fascinated by something which isn't that special, and your imaginative senses atrophy as a result. So when you come off them, you find you're thinking about the same kind of stuff but it just doesn't seem as impressive.

I'm not saying that non-druggers don't have this problem. But it is something that's prevalent in stoners etc., and which for some reason isn't as well-circulated as the whole thing about drugs making you great at jamming or whatever. On balance, writing high just isn't worth the time you (should) have to spend going over what you've written and chucking 90% of it out for being self-indulgent and rubbish.

 

ha ha.... all of my writing is self indulgent though!!

i think that being stoned is crap for creativity..becuase in a way its like being caught in a loop, trapped inside a fluffy bubble, or being a stuck record...which in writers terms is called a 'block'

 

You lose a lot of your critical faculties. If you're uptight and excessively critical of your own work, (to the point where you won't set pen to paper unless you know you're going to spew genius), it can be useful. If you're not, it just makes you think that a lot of stuff you'd normally chuck out is great. This is all good if you've got the time self-conrol and humility to edit it when you've sobered up. Far too many people forget to do this though. I work with musicians a lot, so I know a fuck of a lot about pot and artistry. If you're a musician, writing songs when stoned is fine, as long as you rewrite them at least once when you're not.

 

lol...or don't play a gig with jams or dijereedoos....yawnnnnn...oh whats the time..morning?! hell nevermind keep going mann!

 

Spaceduck......glad you found it.....if your dog has not processed this bit of imagination, and already taken a shit, would appreciate you sending it back, it should be minimal effort for you, just click your heels three times and keep repeating.....nah. I bet one good fart and you'll rip it right back. I must be twisted, sorry for the bathroom humor. No, i'm not sorry....I actually think it's very very funny (farts anyway, so much that I actually tired farts.com and found a site that was off the air! no pun intended. To all, thanks for the words and advice, I am listening..."Sweeta"

 

Farts are hilarious. Anyone who doesn't even snigger at a fart has NO SOUL.

 

lmao
Well, I'm trying, but my dog refuses to poot out. Usually she's quite generous in the gaseous department, but today she's being a real tight ass.

 

Well it's the thought that counts Mr. Spaceduck ....and thanks for the honesty SelfControl, few will admit the power of the fart.

 

Hey, had a thought....does any one remember 714's?

 

thank you very kindly for all the advice.
Also, thank you for finding it for me, I'll be over soon to fetch it! ah ha!

 

Here's a tecnique handed down to ME by my Father.
Let it go! Get back to living for a few hours. The human mind keeps working on the problem when you file it away. An alarm goes off when something is reached. And what NEEDS to be written will be.

 

I dont know just keep staying away form the durgs...


one time I breathed in a wiff of a sharpy marker and I got high for like a 60 seconds I really could not think of a single creative thing for 120 seconds afterwards.Ahh well it was not really that good so ill just be careful not to smell sharpys form now on.

 

Unfortunately it seems I've arrived a bit late into this thread, but I'd like to direct some thought towards Blankpagedreamer's original dilemma. This is solely my point of view and not hard pressed gospel, by the way.

It appears that you're standing on some threshold where your real concern might be more to do with overindulgence in drugs and perhaps a concern of dependency on them. I may be wrong, obviously, but judging by the rest of the thread that is the impression I've been given. Don't forget that we all read and interpret images in many ways. And we tend to judge things with our own experiences.

Therefore, judging by your opening statement, I for one do not think that for one minute that your imagination has dried up. It is still there. You may be feeling tired or stressed by certain things which are weighing you down at the moment, but at least you've kept your humour and that is your most important defence.

We as people are constantly surrounded by an influx of prohibitions against socially unaccepted tabboos such as narcotics, creed, racial acceptance, homosexuality, etc. The message from those that govern us is that drugs are dangerous to you. But the packet of cigarettes that I buy also contains deadly warnings, which like a prize idiot still choose to ignore.

My message is simple: whatever you choose to do in your life, do it because you feel that is the course that for whatever reason YOU choose to undertake. Your abilities will be hampered from time to time regardless of what you do, because at the end of the day we're not programmed to function the same way day in or out. Your strength lies within you and you can select whichever catalyst to make it emerge, be it crack or a fart from someone's crack.

You will notice that sooner or later you will know you're at the peak again, regardless of what you take.

Peace.