Much of our personal sanity depends on our ability to form a narrative that describes our life in a coherent and stable way.  Without that….we’re crazy! And perhaps its necessary to be crazy some of the time, to let the choo choo run off it’s tracks.  The main reason craziness is so important is that it often breeds originality.

Here is the question:  Is there a Power, a Force, an entity that is either within my body or external to it that “takes care” of me in matters of spiritual and emotional progress?  I would like to believe that there is, but I must first be aware that wishful thinking plays a huge part in any such inquiry. 

My life experiences seem to demonstrate that there is some sort of “path” which can appear if one makes a commitment to the walking of the path.  Who or what supervises the traveling of this path?  Is it ME, myself, or is it something that is both of and alien to my personal guise? 

I suspect that the only answer to such a question must be found somewhere in my  mind or consciousness but that would be a cop out.  There apparently is no answer available on the human realm.  My inclination is to BELIEVE that such a force does exist.  Essentially the question resolves to this: is there a god?  I’m a sort of pagan pantheist; I believe that not only is there a god, but there are gods by the millions; beings who live on another plane of life.  We can only access this plane via disciplines or sheer grace. They are HERE, but we can’t see them.

Arthur Rosch is a novelist, musician, photographer and poet. His works are funny, memorable and often compelling. One reviewer said “He’s wicked and feisty, but when he gets you by the guts, he never lets go.” Listeners to his music have compared him to Frank Zappa, Tom Waits, Randy Newman or Mose Allison. These comparisons are flattering but deceptive. Rosch is a stylist, a complete original. His material ranges from sly wit to gripping political commentary.

Arthur was born in the heart of Illinois and grew up in the western suburbs of St. Louis. In his teens he discovered his creative potential while hoping to please a girl. Though she left the scene, Arthur’s creativity stayed behind. In his early twenties he moved to San Francisco and took part in the thriving arts scene. His first literary sale was to Playboy Magazine. The piece went on to receive Playboy’s “Best Story of the Year” award. Arthur also has writing credits in Exquisite Corpse, Shutterbug, eDigital, and Cat Fancy Magazine. He has written five novels, a memoir and a large collection of poetry. His autobiographical novel, Confessions Of An Honest Man won the Honorable Mention award from Writer’s Digest in 2016.

More of his work can be found at www.artrosch.com

Photos at https://500px.com/p/artsdigiphoto?view=photos

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