Discovering corners of life
This is for the givers, the doers free of charge, the lantern carriers when all are screaming "it's too dark". This is for the flame bearers, the fire breathers, and the fearless among the crowd. Why am I writing about you? Well, because I like to think of myself as one of you, although some …
My arms are fire and my head is set free. I close my eyes and I ask, one question becomes a thousand, and I am back at square one. No real answers. But then I sense the flame and it pushes me face first inward, into my deepest fears. The memories, the inadequacies, the needs …
I wish I could write better stories, ones that would sway you into that parallel world of meaning, of clear beginnings and rightful ends. I wish I could provide you with mental images of severe beauty, the kind that moves your entire being, yet still manages to anchor you in an aesthetic serenity. I could …
Story upon story, my mind plays and skips across roads and thoughts less traveled. But then again, the roads I have travelled keep on teaching me, grilling my stamina and testing my willingness to accept the gloriousness of being so small in such a brilliantly huge world. My heart is heavy sometimes, and my choking …
My fingers approach these letters timidly as they have not touched them in quite a long time. My hand twitches as it points towards the words it has chosen to create. My mind stretches and it's rusty limbs crack as out of shape thoughts put on their running shoes. Not much meaning can be made …
So i tap here to begin writing...so many things on my mind and out of it. I never seem to be able to rest my mind or my self. This introspection doesnt seem to get me anywhere, no answers to my questions. Well i guess it is normal to be confused but to what extent? …
