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March 30: I have an announcement to make today: I am abdicating as Emperor of World Culture. This is a position I took on in secret last week with a ten-day holiday coming up, and some Important Projects to work on that I felt I could tackle. I am now into the third day of the holiday with nothing whatever done. Nor do I feel like I'll get anything done, although the rational part of my mind tells me I'm sure to get [something done in the next seven days. I don't feel particularly low in energy and my mood is good but I feel . . . stuck.
The Poetry mathemaku I thought I had mapped out has proven a debacle. Reflecting on it, it seems clear to me that it was a result of mechanical creativity, by which I mean thought-to rather than, well, fallen-off-a-cliff-into. I was just repeating my signature construction, with images of the kind I always use. I dropped it. Then I went through a folder I have of "ideas for mathemaku." Something like a hundred from as far back as 1992, although most of them are from 2002 or later. Not even one seemed to worth doing!
My best course would seem to be to do something else for a while, so I'm going back to what I originally scheduled to work on during my off-days: my theory of linguiceptuality. Mechanically following through on the logic of what I already have is all I need to do with it. I hope I'm not too empty to do even that.
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