Should we give up writing? If we know we never stand a chance of success?
Personally, I don’t think so. I think it depends on what you are looking for in it.
For some writing is a way of life; its just something- some of us, do.
I never give up because I never started writing thinking I would publish, ever.
Most of my life I have used it as partially “therapy” and a gateway to God and my personal voyage of spirituality. Since I am already an accomplished artist I feel somewhere in the dust of the earth, if we survive as a people? Perhaps something I have left behind will help others or inspire them. If I write something that does, and I make it a point to. -
When I go back and re read the things I wrote ten years ago, or just a few years ago.
I laugh at it because I thought it was good. Some of it was, and some of it wasn’t.
I never run out of things to write about, but I have found a consistent theme to the things I write. And I know what it is I am trying to say, I think the key is finding out how to say that to others and finding a way others can take something good from it.
It pains me to no end to have to be the writer who gives society a slap in the face.
Yet, somehow I feel driven in heart, mind and body to do so. Hoping somehow, somewhere along the faceless crowd of electronic space, I do that for people.
The one thing “I don’t do and refuse to, ever do” is bare my personal problems to others with writing.. Because long ago I realized no one cares nor do others want to read it!
If I do bare my problems to paper, I generally burn it. As strange as it sounds I have found it purges my soul of the problems. Then I found a ritualism burning of the hurt somehow alleviates it. Personally I don’t want horrible things left about me, or my problems left for the future. As a writer I think each of us should consider this.
What are you, or I leaving behind in our words. And do they help others or continue a pattern of pain. I for one refuse to leave shameful disgraces that continue this problem.
Praying, and hoping my journey will help others and burn the rest!
I use to practice writing on people who hurt me.
At times I made the mistake of sharing that with them. To find later, my feelings have changed and now its stuck in ink. As proof of my anger, frustration and at times temporary loss of sanity. These words always came back to haunt me as if they were written from a grave of the mind I could never bury. Written now on my tombstone, and people never forgot or forgave me. If I gave them to people, in writing. I found -the rule of thumb with writing is never give letters, notes, emails to people if you are upset, disappointed or mad. Not that I don’t on occasion do get angry and completely disappointed with most peoples lack of morality. And at times I do tell people off (if they deserve it and need that slap in the face) but if I do now, I am prepared to take the consequences and have “really & seriously” thought through to the end result. Like it or leave it, if I yelled at someone or wrote something now- its been thought through and I meant it, in stone cold words. I think that is the biggest problem with internet communications.
People don’t think- about what they are writing and send it off instantly!
One of the most ignorant things I have found in poetry writings are people writing about how they were raped, beaten or abused. How their daddy, husband, spouse, mom- etc. beat, hurt or raped them. These are the things that should be discussed in counseling with a qualified professional. Never downloaded for the world to see, or know. No one- I can’t repeat or rhetoric this enough times and will many times online if I have to. No one cares, nor does anyone want to read it. And it helps no one, including you. The internet is not a space or place people should air the disgraces, horrible experiences of life. It’s a downer from hell! If for some reason you can’t escape this experience mentally, you need help and medication. -
I would also like to include this doesn’t help you- the abused either, all it does is rehash the same old spurn of wretched pain memory. One must learn to get past that and if you can’t your pen, keyboard, pads, online site writing has nothing of any value to anyone, including zero contribution to society. It feeds the social sickness of society.
What burdens people more- is believe it or not rapist, people with sick minds, including pedophiles are lurching online to find the sick details of these types of things.
They actually get a rush, high dopamine surge off it and ideas of how they can re-enact your details. Writing these things could take a border line rapist, murderer over the edge and make them hurt another.
As writers we must consider the power, and the poison of our pens, keyboards.
If we as writers continue the decadent slide of morality as a contagious disease,
Spreading the virus of pain, the most wretched diseases of our sick society.
WE are not making a contribution, nor leaving one behind.
And what we leave in ink, is whom we are and each person as a writer should take this into deep consideration and contemplation.
Including the most famous who feed the frenzy of rape, murder and mayhem sleazing upon its salability.
This is why I never give up writing and why I write.
This is why I write online, feeling its an instant way I can make a dent to help society.
Any other writing that feeds the pattern of demoralization of people, hurts other citizens minds. Sure, it may make you rich, famous and perhaps put you on the best seller list but frankly I would rather not get published than take this to my grave and have filth written in or on my tombstone. Or leave my problems, heartaches or complaints behind in my cabinets for my grand kids to read. And or the people who someday- again if the world survives will read and find worth reading.
Because in this writers opinion if we continue to maim, murder peoples minds in poison and pens strokes of every horrible, shameless behavior of a immoral society. Who seems to feed off making it the end of the world. There will be no world to leave it to if this cycle continues. And believe me this writer has the facts to prove just how it has and continues to destroy intellect and souls. Either way, I will bet - I still have my soul. I do believe in God and if you don’t, we still as writers have a moral obligation to the masses to not feed the power of the pen to others in pain.
Thanks for reading my writing. I am currently practicing writing not in poetry but in flat regular words.
Because metaphors, poetry and skirting around it and blinking it in every way possible I can think of isn’t working so now I am just trying writing. Something meaningful hoping to help save the world not destroy it in writing!
P.S. You are responsible for every soul you lead astray in writing and I guarantee the future will burn filth in writing because I think they will realize its their only hope of survival!
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