The freedom of words is bliss for me. I can write things that I think I would never say out loud anywhere. Not because I cannot but because the norms of society would then label me as an outcast. A pity that I do not have the real strength to say what my heart desires, only the privilege to write anonymously on the net for strangers to read and ponder, or perhaps just take pointless space in the world of the net.
Like the pleasure of listening to your favorite music or reading your favorite book, writing gives you a sense of freedom. You can unload what is cramped up in your mind and soul all in a piece of paper (or page, in this case). But then, what is there to write? What topics or issues are worth scribbling about? Would anyone even bother to waste their precious time to read your doodles of pointlessness?
It doesn’t matter really, whether there are people out there to read it or not. Maybe it would be absolutely pointless, but maybe, just maybe, someone out there would be inspired by it. Maybe it would help shed some light somewhere. So, this is what I am going to do. I would pour my thoughts and my soul into these petty pages for the sake of whoever is reading and paying attention out there. I’m ordinary, maybe even weird, but I, I am unique, because I am me. Trust me, what I’ve been through, you will not encounter everyday. I’ve learned to be strong, and I have transition onto being numb.
How these things occurred? What led it there? Browse through; maybe something would be a hint to you.
Oh yes, what I was really trying to say was, words hold a certain power. It can change the world. Words can start wars and it can end it. Whatever it is that is in your mind, please share it. It might be of the greatest help to the world. Even if it did not have such a global impact, to change one life and to help someone for even one instance is a great stepping stone of achievement in life. This life is too short for us to live only for ourselves. To help other and to share what we’ve been through is only logical enough.
Like the pleasure of listening to your favorite music or reading your favorite book, writing gives you a sense of freedom. You can unload what is cramped up in your mind and soul all in a piece of paper (or page, in this case). But then, what is there to write? What topics or issues are worth scribbling about? Would anyone even bother to waste their precious time to read your doodles of pointlessness?
It doesn’t matter really, whether there are people out there to read it or not. Maybe it would be absolutely pointless, but maybe, just maybe, someone out there would be inspired by it. Maybe it would help shed some light somewhere. So, this is what I am going to do. I would pour my thoughts and my soul into these petty pages for the sake of whoever is reading and paying attention out there. I’m ordinary, maybe even weird, but I, I am unique, because I am me. Trust me, what I’ve been through, you will not encounter everyday. I’ve learned to be strong, and I have transition onto being numb.
How these things occurred? What led it there? Browse through; maybe something would be a hint to you.
Oh yes, what I was really trying to say was, words hold a certain power. It can change the world. Words can start wars and it can end it. Whatever it is that is in your mind, please share it. It might be of the greatest help to the world. Even if it did not have such a global impact, to change one life and to help someone for even one instance is a great stepping stone of achievement in life. This life is too short for us to live only for ourselves. To help other and to share what we’ve been through is only logical enough.
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