"THE DICHOTOMOUS THINKER SQUELCHES THE FREE SPIRITS"

I ask myself this morning as I woke up, "Why do miserable people want to see other people miserable?"

The brain of a dichotomous thinker not seeing the colors of the color wheel of life is not going to be seen by the people that put daggers in happy creativity. I like to dance and yes; I can dance with ease. Some folks think one does not dance when they get old. A creative type cannot take it personally because that's just how the fear of the person saying you cannot dance is just that, fear of life and love and creative pursuits.

I tell myself, breathe in, breathe out. What they say to squelch the dreamer, creative artist means nothing. It is a blank stare of nothingness.

Art gets in the way as the one-way thinker complains about creative pursuits of the free spirit. The dichotomous thinker squelches the creative one because they cannot control a free spirit, so they use adjectives, nouns, verbs to project their existence onto the creative one.

Treading on eggshells around the rigid thinker is a difficult procedure for the free spirit. The eggshells begin to break and crack as the feet of the creative one steps lightly on each shell to not disturb the dichotomous thinker.

Brains work differently and live and let live does not concern the person scattering more eggshells for the artist to walk upon as they tread lightly around the room of darkness. The free spirit laughs, cries, dances for joy as they step on each eggshell wondering what happened to the substance inside the eggshell. The substance of the eggshell is cracked open spreading the slimy egg over the other shells that are empty.

The Manichean thinker projects their empty substance onto the free spirit to keep them in line. Although the free spirit sits at the piano creating music, playing the blues, singing, feeling so deeply, intensely, seeing through the rigid thinker. So, the Manichean thinker tries their best to create an environment of darkness around the creative one. Then as the black and white thinker asks the creative one, "Why do you listen to that? So, you play that crap to annoy me. So shut up! It's just noise."

The creative one sits at the piano, looks around at the eggshell maker, "Shut the fuck up. What you say means nothing." The eggshell maker talks about the past and yells at the free spirit, "Who does that? Remember when you did that to me?" The free spirit finally says, "Oh my God, I don't care what you think. I love my music, art, film, and creative endeavors. I fucking love the blues. So do your thing. Leave me alone."

So, the eggshell maker continues to stare at the one creating light in the environment of darkness. The artist turns her back, plays Bessie Smith, "Careless Love" singing.

"You robbed me

Out of my silver

Out of my gold

I'll be damned

If I let you rob me out of my soul.

Love oh love

Oh careless love

Love oh love love

Oh, careless love."

"A free spirit lives in an uninhibited way, without worrying about normal social rules. Free spirits are independent, nonconformist, and live according to their own wishes and beliefs. They are carefree, intense, and not motivated by an inner drive to live with meaning, joy, and dreams. A free spirit must be wary of time traps to cause the free spirit to stumble and fall along the way."

The eggshell maker turned around, walked out of the door, and will try to detour the creative one, again another dark day on their journey of light.

I am a free spirit.

A dreamer

An empath

A creator of art

Of life to dance

To the music

To paint with a brush

A painting of the sun shining a bright yellow

The rainbow curves over the mountains.

The rainbow curves over the city

Reminding all of the universe

Created with stars, moons, the heavens, the sun.

The lights shine brightly

Upon this "City of Angels

LA."

WRITTEN BY

VICKI LAWANA TRUSSELLI

A FREE SPIRIT OF CREATIVE ENDEAVORS

AN OLD SOUL OF THE UNIVERSE

NOVEMBER 2023