for so long... these pages have stood as a testament to my wandering thoughts.
They mark the ramblings that pursue me or that make an entry into my thoughts like a familiar stranger.
I am occasionally lost as i wonder on what to write about. My past? My present? The future?
All questions that await an answer.
I miss the ability to quickly throw my words down and watch their impact.
The joy of expression is with the attendant reactions but after penning so many words a few thoughts have been formed as some sort of conclusion - temporary at this stage...
people connect mostly to stories that resound with their lives, emotions or memories.
We are shaped by what we read and our thoughts on those words. We are a sum total of our experiences as these provide the blue print that most of our decisions are based on...
what would happen to me and you without words? Would we wilt and die or simply find that one of the many facets that define us has been terminated.
What would the ensuring silence mean? Would i be less of me?
Each word; spoken or written is a nugget of power a means to entrench your ideas in someone's mind.
A means to propagate your visions and ideals - thus silence would be seen as "death"
They mark the ramblings that pursue me or that make an entry into my thoughts like a familiar stranger.
I am occasionally lost as i wonder on what to write about. My past? My present? The future?
All questions that await an answer.
I miss the ability to quickly throw my words down and watch their impact.
The joy of expression is with the attendant reactions but after penning so many words a few thoughts have been formed as some sort of conclusion - temporary at this stage...
people connect mostly to stories that resound with their lives, emotions or memories.
We are shaped by what we read and our thoughts on those words. We are a sum total of our experiences as these provide the blue print that most of our decisions are based on...
what would happen to me and you without words? Would we wilt and die or simply find that one of the many facets that define us has been terminated.
What would the ensuring silence mean? Would i be less of me?
Each word; spoken or written is a nugget of power a means to entrench your ideas in someone's mind.
A means to propagate your visions and ideals - thus silence would be seen as "death"
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