I gravitate back to this subject in my mind often, if this sounds familiar, I often think of ways I could remind myself, ground myself, to not get caught up in the usual loops, the minor distractions that cause fractions in your spirit, I am fond of things of the sea, or at least reminders there of, especially the Māori culture, certainly not of my heritage, or any lineage that I know of, but the sea faring nature, belonging to the ocean, to one day return there from a singular point, is fascinating, and calming to me, I suppose much like wearing a cross or whatever religion or symbol might bring relief to your mind and body, I think often of these things, and as of yet have not found a permanent resident, bracelets, statues, little bobbles on my desk, nothing has yet to really captivate for more than moments at a time, I guess I could put up literal signs “don’t be a lazy ass” but I think that lacks a little bit of the elegance I am going for, maybe I am over thinking this just like I seem to do everything, then I see it, a bit of leftover from take out food from Saturday lunch, a simple string, such a simple thing, such a simple solution, not twine, soft cotton I might surmise (well, I am no tailor, just a guess), one string on quick glance but yet clearly a harmony, a colony of many strings, so many metaphors flowing through the most nominal of things, perhaps for today, maybe tomorrow, maybe let’s see, this can be my talisman, the sweet simple reminder I seek…

talisman, testament… I dunno… somehow it made me think of this… classic thrash from my youth… a pretty straight forward song, the lyrics were not exactly deep but interesting to a me teen… and maybe it did make me think at the time…