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November 24, 2007
Writers write
I was reading some of my rants on the site, old ones. I guess that in many ways fulfills the promise of this discipline.
I enjoyed them. I enjoyed the words, how they had come together, their projection and their flight. How could a writer not write?. someone asked me long time ago. I had no answer, for next to our gathering with my wife and kids, waking up in the morning or getting sleep talking to my wife in bed, there is nothing as fulfilling to me as writing.
There is a season to everything, a time, and so many other elements - an audience, a muse, inspirations, and it seems for the short while that I posted everyday here, I had it all. but time is fluid, it passes, people change, muses go away, the audience leaves or the writers becomes disillusioned, and earth moves in its deliberate motion. But the words stay and live for an eternal forever. I do have an obsessive compulsive charachter on top of so many other shortcomings, I do not stick around for too long, I get bored, and I fly away.
But these are interesting times, there is so much mayhem and destruction in the world. The rise of the Yellow race, the dying of the Green Africa, the intolerance of accepted moralities, and the indifference of so many good men. The Global warming that is sold retail, Causes that are made to front profiteers, the ever struggles of Good, Evil, and bored. Its the Primary Season for packed audiences and calculated answers at prime time debates.
Same characters, different names, same thirst for power, same greed, as perverted as ever. The world is a stage and the show must go on. We have it all in all colors, minions of color coded morals and values, the script is written, the piper is paid, God is in exile and humanity in its full arrogance and savagery is on a hunt. Silence is the language of God, and in all our pretenses we are not Godly, so what does a writer do, if we can call ourselves one, we write.
We object , we disagree, we mock, we chew the words and spit, we persuade, we call, we incite, we revel,
we say, we define, and say it again, we decipher, we count, we deliver, we move, we push, we invite, we deny , we deliver and we write..................................
So let us not lose heart, let us find a new season, a new rise within our bones, find our voices, warn of the wicked ones coming our way, warn of the storm in the horizons afar, warn of the decay of the quiet days, read, comprehend, understand, and offer our words, our opinion, come what may...............................
Posted by Idinraha at November 24, 2007 12:15 PM