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Rated: E · Non-fiction · Emotional · #1988366
This blog isn’t about my journal but more about my elusive feelings.
LET’S WRITE ABOUT CRAPS
I’m about to write something up. Something that I don’t exactly know what it is. It is for the sake of doing something than doing nothing. It’s all about willingness of being contributed to this universe. I don’t know if the concept of the contribution means human’s heroic against the status quo of God. I don’t know if the thought of an idea can change the world could be compared as God’s words created this earth. But yes I have a lot of ideas but the world has always been the same. Maybe I should think as like this: “The ideas create the words, and the words inspire the actions, the actions bring the movements, and finally the movements are the changes”.
I cannot excuse myself not to start writing by mentioning two reasons, laziness and busyness. I’ve got enough spirit about literatures to break the former one and I’ve got enough weekends to put down the later one. So the only reason that could be an excuse was losing my fingers or dying.
The little me was always excited about writing. Writing about stories. Much different with current which is writing about craps. But let’s dismiss the reminiscence and think more about the renaissance. While I’ve been waiting for myself naturally visited by my old buddy, I kicked off myself as the inception.
Still no story…
But I’m not writing a story anyway…
Let’s start from a cup of coffee and see the changes…
My old buddy shows up again. He is purely the same as he was. I am told something important. I’ve been always innocence and the grown-ups just tried to manipulate and intimidate me to become as them. I shouldn’t be worried about time.
Then I remember the little me (sometimes renaissance talks about past). When I was interested and excited about a thing, I would never stop chasing it or even grab off it. But when the time went on, I started to let the dreams off. The reason was “I should be more realistic”. I sometimes excuse myself not to follow my dreams because I feel smart ass about this realistic life. I hide on grown-ups masquerade. They usually talk about efforts, destiny, cause-effect, attitude, and ethics which don’t really helps you to reach your dreams.
These craps are still going on and the innocence me doesn’t know how to stop it. I just hope these craps will not destroy my connection with my old buddy.
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