My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

I got a letter from a friend, he wanted to write but never went to school for it. Everyone of us has something we want to do but we don’t know how to get started on it. The thing to do, the only advice to give, is TRY IT. I’m purposefully avoiding the Nike slogan here. Okay, I’ll say it. Just do it.

here’s a little poem to inspire you.

no evidence of struggle

hands and feet duct taped

her uterus cut open

These are a few phrases I noted in an article about a woman who wanted a baby so bad, she drugged her pregnant friend, immobolized her with duct tape, and stole the unborn child out of its watery womb by knifing a new rift in the mothers belly.

These lines from the AP wire came together as near a natural born (no pun intended) haiku as you could ask for. A terrible and sad crime, and I want it to make sense. The woman, Andrea Curry-Demus, wanted to create a child, but biologically could not. Using crude implements, like Copernicus, she revealed a celestial body that she claimed as her own.

Let nothing stand in your way. That’s part one of a lesson in fullfillment. Lesson two is, success is unimportant. If Andrea had been happy with the effort of creating a child of her own, her failure to produce one would not have driven her crazy enough to kill for someone else’s. She should have been having sex the night she was cutting open another woman’s belly.

We all fear failure. We all hate to feel stupid. We want diplomas and badges and letters tied to us like shields from unanswerable questions. We want guns and bombs and knifes to forgive us for our mistakes. Each one of those weapons are erasers, all weapons are erasers, look how a knife gave Andrea a baby when Andrea couldn’t do it herself. With a hand held weapon she was no longer a failure. Our Presidents use the Army to erase traces of their mistakes. I punch my truck when i forget my wallet at home. None of us are innocent.

The only hope we have is to forgive ourselves. Allow the remnants of past mistakes to lie unburied. Stop trying to erase them. If there is something inside of you that wants to come out, let it come out. Most likely it will be ugly and misshapen. Let it live. Make another. Enjoy the effort, not the result.

Use crude tools if that’s all you have. You aren’t supposed to discover something new, you are supposed to interpret what you see. That’s the only way to discover something new. Listen to yourself and let it roll.