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Conversations with an empty tea-pot: What worries the worried man, #2
Conversations with an empty tea-pot: What worries the worried man, #2
Conversations with an empty tea-pot: What worries the worried man, #2
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Conversations with an empty tea-pot: What worries the worried man, #2

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This is a collection of short stories, poems, and essays on various cultural, philosophical and personal topics, and is a second in a series called "What worries the worried man".

LanguageEnglish
Release dateDec 10, 2018
ISBN9781386113287
Conversations with an empty tea-pot: What worries the worried man, #2

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    Conversations with an empty tea-pot - Albertas Dvirnas

    CONVERSATIONS WITH AN EMPTY TEA-POT

    Albertas Dvirnas

    Contents:

    1 Before the water warms

    2 Herbal tea

    3 Art of drinking tea

    4 Careful, the tea is hot

    5 The tea-pot breaks

    Intro

    When dreams become reality there is

    no end to the insanity unless

    the tea is cold and no one has a drink

    not even a smallest glass of water

    without the flavors there can be nothing

    no dreams, no conversations, no music

    only silence and maybe some whispers

    too distant and too weak to hear them clear

    and so until someone turns on the kettle.

    Chapter 1

    Before the water warms

    Why am I sharing my writings?

    Is it not easier just to write them on some piece of paper and put them in some drawer. What do I have to gain from putting this out there? What is the purpose? What is the benefit of you reading this?

    I feel that there are many topics I want to discuss, and I want to share my thoughts on. I find it much more difficult to go out in public and discuss them one on one with others, but written words give me a much better control of what I want to say and how I want to say it. And therefore I hope that an interested person, who potentially wants to discuss something with me, would get much more from reading something written by me than from a real conversation they would have with me. That is not because I think that real conversations that I have with people are bad or even worse that they should be bad. I just feel that written things can reach higher levels.

    Besides, many (actually, practically all) of the things I write about are non-fictional. They address some topic or thought, memory or real life conversation, question or a dream, that I never got a chance to expand on when it was proposed to me at first. Therefore, it also serves as a place where you can find answers that you have asked me at some point in our exchanges.

    Of course, it is naive for me, as a writer, to expect that we are close enough, let alone that we are friends. For that would limit the amount of people interested in the writings to a small e-mail list.

    Whenever I write, I try to write more vaguely (without mentioning names or what particular moment made me think of the question at hand). And I hope that anyone who picks up my text to read, can find something relevant. Some similar thought already considered, a question, and idea.

    Fiction is probably the most neutral way to attract a broader audience than your closest friends. You usually don’t need much training with the author before diving in. The characters are well explained and you just need to follow their stories, their motives, their paths. But I am not going to expand too much with stories of fiction, since I believe that there is not much room for them among the conversations next to a tea-pot, and tea time would be over before I was able to tell the story in a satisfying way. I include a few such stories, but they might be interpreted as toilet breaks in this almost never ending sipping of tea or conversing about many topics of interest.

    Looking for some cups

    Here I write again, trying to connect my thoughts to words, and trying to give a form to them and the sentences that would make sense. But it does not always make sense what I write. I do not always have a clear objective, A clear goal. In those cases what I write is usually pretty bad. Because you can not just make something which is pretty bad be pretty good. If you could, then maybe you should try doing that more often. Just sit somewhere in a quiet and a calm place, and let your thoughts run, let your fingers type, not really worrying about what comes out of it. For all you are doing is just writing down your thoughts, and that is what usually happens when you write. But this time it is the more smooth, more relaxed, and more dear and more profound thoughts that come into the surface. But it is not always that the more profound thoughts that come, so you have to wait for them. And if they never come, they never come. If they do, then you can actually start writing something, and maybe something can even come out of it. It is not always that something comes out. It is not always that something can come out. But we do with what we have. We have to try to do with what we have. If we are not able to do with what we have, then maybe we can not do with anything at all. And here I am now writing about some confusing and meaningless things. I should do better. Strife to do better. Think more. Think about my thoughts. Think about my dreams.

    My thoughts. Right. The fleeing and jumping and never consistent thoughts. It is why it is so hard for me to make up my mind on anything. My thoughts are just too loose. It is just too raga-tag kind of ball of thoughts. If we were able to improve on this, somehow, then I could proceed somewhere from the thoughts. I could proceed to feelings. I could proceed to writing actually interesting things. To actually discuss my feelings. To realize what is wrong with them, and what is right with them. Is everything right? I do not thing so, since I am usually not able to like people. Sometimes I think that I can make people want to avoid me. Since they would clearly see how uninterested, and maybe even confronting, complaining I can be. But how do I change who I am? What I am? How do I use the particular things from my personality that suck to improve myself? How do I sustain a long term relationship. How do I do it if I am not even able to sustain a short term relationship? If I am not able to establish any kind of relationship at all? Friendships

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