Pondering the Profound

Profound ~  adj. ~ Intellectual depth and insight

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In the early years on X (formerly known as Twitter), I tweeted that I wanted to post something profound. Nothing to say, comfort online yet to blend into my psyche, I didn't want to come across as a dullard. I have yet in over ten years plus to tweet something I believe is profound.

For autumn 2023 I planned to search out a photograph that encapsulates my ideal representation of the season. I felt for sure a colorful leaf would be in the frame. Alas, another issue took over causing me to stay home, no foliage excursion of note. 

After looking at the numerous autumn photographs in my folders, I realize there is no one photograph that respresents autumn to me. 

What about making up something profound? If I could, then what will I focus on? Nature? Life? The cosmos? Let me think for a moment...

Ah!

What would fill the garganua space left if all states in America suddenly reduced their lottery games to one drawing a week for only two games?

That isn't as profound as it is scary.

I have laundry to do.

 

Thoughts after midnight

Looking through old photographs is strange the older the pictures are. 

I do not have that paint rag anymore. I posted about it years ago, but have little memory of what I wrote about. 

Thinking about changes in the approach to being a creative person, there is more to consider than I expected. 

I thought all it takes is to decide what to do differently.

That isn't quite right. 

How to be different takes study in order to develop that change into a lasting behavior. Many times I told myself I will only post about art, and, post my own artwork. Maybe that's the inspiration for the paint rag? Could it be I'm a sloppy artist horrible with deadlines and remembering what I plan to do? Ah, the truth 

PS

All the red pepper relish is gone.

Not a tragedy, I have 3 peppers left for more.