{"id":80,"date":"2023-01-14T10:38:33","date_gmt":"2023-01-14T15:38:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/?p=80"},"modified":"2023-01-14T10:38:33","modified_gmt":"2023-01-14T15:38:33","slug":"get-on","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/2023\/01\/14\/get-on\/","title":{"rendered":"Get  on"},"content":{"rendered":"<div dir=\"auto\">I follow trails of thought through my mind filled with wonder about the final outcome. I can remember yesterday, so in a sense , it is not gone, but set in indelible ink unchangeable. I cannot linger reading previous chapters for long . I must get on with writing new chapters. I once spent precious moments fretting about tomorrows and the tomorrows after that and on and on. Today The moment is too precious to waste, I want to be here. I still spend time letting the mind flow free. Letting trains of thought carry me away from the now. My experiences have made me better at guiding that train, so I don&#8217;t over indulge and miss the moment. It is a necessary as breath for me to take the brakes off, to be away.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">shush now;<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">go quietly among the stars tonight!<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">soar on wings of thought,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">among planets ,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">through entire galaxies .<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">The voyage is what you make it.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I follow trails of thought through my mind filled with wonder about the final outcome. I can remember yesterday, so in a sense , it is not gone, but set&hellip;<a href=\"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/2023\/01\/14\/get-on\/\" class=\"more-link\"><span class=\"more-button\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Get  on<\/span><\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":66,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-80","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/66"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=80"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=80"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=80"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ourartsmagazine.com\/musingsofamadman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=80"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}