After All, Writing Isn’t The Whole Damn World. Fuck This Writer’s Block.
After all, writing isn’t the whole damn world. Fuck this writer’s block.
I’ll walk around, watch Béla Tarr or Andrei. I’ll call Joyce she never runs out of words.
Or I’ll sleep it off, because I refuse to let a blank page make me consider the unthinkable.
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I will not survive. I will live.
She was covered in flowers, blooms of every scent and hue. Yet, she was so alone— the kind of loneliness that could kill. Imagine tombstones, not of the forgotten, but of the murdered, adorned with flowers of all sorts. People had spoiled her with flowers.
Permanent holes drilled by mirrors
They wanted me to become a man who fights for his respect. But I became a man who respects himself. And that’s how I became awkward— and I loved
that
kind of awkwardness.
Sometimes, my thoughts tangle me up, is this earth just a war between God and the gods, a battle for who claims the most souls in the end?
But then I tell myself, I’d rather be among those where Jesus is the Son, God is the Father, and the Holy Spirit walks beside me.
That is where I fight to belong.
God or No God ? No God.
Well, No GOD !
no Existence no Love no Science no Atheism no Self no Facebook.
…so well then, GOD.
That can make things feel incredibly isolating, like they are stuck on the outside looking in, and I’m really sorry they carry that weight.
Sometimes, our sense of belonging can be shaped by circumstances beyond our control, and it can make us feel like we’re an observer, never fully a part of this world and its people.
maybe to embrace the disconnection without self judgement can be a way but its surely a hard way but the acceptance of ourselves is important here.
Plus taking little steps one connection at a time, learning with patience how people and connections work but most importantly priotising ourselves can be of help my mate.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
The life and the dream in Chicago.
But as it happens in us squalors it’s worse in the high society clique. Selfishness, rape, murder, witchcraft and every kind of unthinkable behavior. Relate this to Africans who die with a delusion that there is equal rights and freedom in the west, they die with a naked kind of lie.
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