What do you get from talking too much? When you’re eating too much, you will get fat. When you’re walking too much, you will get tired. So, what about talking too much? I mean, of course, you are going to get tired. However, what kind of effect does it have on you? Walking too much will tire you, but the result is, you’re going to be more healthy. What about talking too much?...
Solitude is a womb. A place of beginning. There’s no end to solitude. A place where a man can have the liberty to express themselves. There, they can use their body and mind without any hesitation. Best of all, a place of no being. It reminds us of the ether, where everything is self; and no separation of beings. We hate and dislike another human being because we cannot see ourselves in them....
I want to write as if I don’t have to think about anything. To write without the hesitation of organizing thoughts and making up sentences that make sense. I want to write. What is it about good writing that makes them so good? Who are these people that can classify these writings as “good”? Should we bow down to them? Are these people the GOD of writing? Well, I want to write....
The Struggle So, I’ve been searching for the right “Distraction-free” writing software. When I opened the software, the first thing I need to see should be a blank white or grey canvas. On the account of having toolbar or menu, I am all up for it. But it needs to follow these rule: (1) you can hide it when you don’t need it, and it should have the essentials (bold, italic, and header)....
Warm lights emitting from lamp posts on a gentle night. At that time, there were none to do. Walking was out of the question, and crying was out of the question too. So, I went out of my way to sit and stare at the moon. When its sight bored me out of my mind, I went to look over the bazillion of stars that surround it. I hate the word midnight....
Unbeknownst to them, all of their life were spent on their livelihood. So, it means that they have decided, [un]conciously, to live by it. It is a distraction, big enough to forget all about the pain and suffering. Consequently, to keep this illusion going, for the collective, they have decided to coined a term: The Expert. No different than those politicians, experts are puppet masters who designed the play; the game; and the world....
One day, a man walked into a bar. Inside, he sat on the bar stool and ordered a glass full of Brandy. One must have thought that this man rushed his way and took a quick swig at the glass full of Brandy. In fact, the contrary happened. For all we know, the bar is a place to drown away the sorrow, but this man did not want to drown his just yet....
Other people and I who consider themselves artist, those who delve into creative processes – agrees that hesitation is the enemy of creativity. How can a place like college hesitate someone you asked? Well, through their ways of thinking. In college, you have to be fast, analytical, and solve the problem. That simply doesn’t work if you want to be creative! When I went to college I found myself to be out of touch, and I was not fit for it....
That horrible feeling, it clouds the mind and numbs the senses to live. Whatever it was - no, whatever it is; it kills the spirit. We have to do something about this, you and I cannot go living under these circumstances, whatsoever! Whenever the feeling comes, consequently, the sky will suddenly turn grey and pitch black in a matter of seconds. The same street you used to walk through, now feels longer and twisted....
I took a deep breath As I awoke from a lethargic sleep My senses are still at youth As the morning sun creeps My candle burned in each step Every warmth it gave declined Every chill they gave inclined Whatever happened to the warmth? I try hugging myself It resulted in no such warmth... The hug suddenly turns into chill Everything feel so still My face is cold From the tears