Inspired by a phrase from a book series I once used to read |
"Sick? Run it out. Hunt it out. Fight it out. Or go to the woods and never come out. Because that's what a sick wolf would do - go to the woods, whether the woods were trees or a jumble of empty buildings, and wait to die." ~Rob Thurman (Deathwish) Personally, I believe that a writer or poet (or any individual who utilizes their writing skills as a means of expressing themselves [their thoughts, emotions, and/or philosophical beliefs] does the same with their skills, lest they give up their craft. I...have been a writer for many years, and though to some it may seem quite absurd to find courage in the written word...my craft, such as it is, is often contemplative, thoughtful, and emotional (melancholy, anguished, confused, or passionate), and in fact it has long been my best, and often only, means of self-expression. It is on pen and paper, or the electronic equivalent (i.e. notes, documents, texts, and the like), where my imagination can roam freely. It is here where I am bravest and boldest. It is here where I am truly free to explore and express my deepest, and darkest, thoughts and feelings. Furthermore, the human mind is an extremely fragile thing. As time goes by our memories change, and things that were oft remembered with crystal clarity become hazy and blurred. I can only hope that, although my memories will shift and become as fluid as the mercury in a thermometer, my most precious and well-thought out poems will accurately recall the emotions, thoughts, and feelings that were/are present and went into their creation. To this day (whether fortunate or not), that has remained constant and consistent.I have admitted to feelings of guilt for leaving these writings where others can view them, but never again. These writings, and the need to engage my mind in their construction/creation, are a part of me, one I will never reject, or deny. I greatly appreciate those that care to read, or comment upon writings which I have shared with them. However, I have never, nor would I ever, force anyone to view these writings and works of poetry/prose/expression. |