It was once said to me by a friend that an empty page is the most frightening thing any author can face. It is frightening because it means you have no place to start from. You have no reference point, no starting gap, no bridge to expand from. You have nothing but blank white pages to fill in and accomplish and make into something uniquely your own...
That is what I plan to do with this first post. Make it my own. This is not going to be one of those boring "This is the story of my life" or "This is something about me" because in the end, this whole Journal is about that and for me to try and pin down who or what I am in one simple post or page would be utterly impossible. So instead I will use a few quotes I have said at different times.
"I is an interesting thought since my mind is not my own. At any given moment there are four of Me in I and therefor I should truely be we shouldn't it? "
"They say thought makes you exist, if you dream yourself another person and think as them, then do they not exist within you?"
"I once heard a person say, today is a good day to die. I hope I can never say that, for I always with for it to be a good day to live. To die is an instant, and while it is the next journey and the next part of this great circle, I say Nay; Today is not a good day to die, today is a good day to live. And should my life end this day then I will be fortunate to have known every person I ahve known, to have changed every path I cross even if only slightly, and to have opened at least one persons eyes."
Whoever reads this might begin to get a slight understanding of one thing... I am Crazy. But then again, I'm a writer so what else did you expect? blaugh
Well I have acomplished what I came into this post to do. I started this thing, and now it is time to move on to my next atrocity... I'm going to pontificate some more. Enjoy the directionless ranting!
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Love fully, Love completely, and, when possible, Love Unconditionally.