I like to keep a consistent practice with my posts. It helps keep me disciplined not only in my writing, but it translates well to other aspects. However, I am finding it difficult to come up with something today. So, I am going to just write and see what comes out. So, if it is incoherent, directionless, or just plain weird, you will understand why that is.
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I cannot express in words that are powerful or evocative enough for you to feel what I do. I am not that gifted writer who knows how to put just the right word in your head to create a strong empathic connection to me. I so wish that I could because I am utterly heartbroken. It is not that I want you to feel pain, I just want to share my own, to distribute it so that it is minimized and I can think or move or do anything but cry. I have no place to put further tears.
I would like to consider vastness further. A bit of this discourse will be a reflection on a couple of quotes out of Colin Wilson’s book The Mind Parasites. If you enjoy science fiction with a fair splash of H. P. Lovecraft thrown in, then you should definitely read it. It is well worth your time. Another note I should mention. I had a bunch of notes I wanted to include in this post, but I can’t seem to find my journal. I am afraid that the Blue People have stolen it. What? You don’t know about them? I suggest you watch The Twilight Zone episode “A Matter of Minutes”, which aired January 31, 1986. Anyway, I think this post would have been a bit richer had they not misplaced my journal, but, there you are. I shall carry on without it.
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Lasciel AnnwynnI am one of those. Yes, that kind. I poke around in the corners and lesser explored paths of life looking for it's mysteries. There is so much magic in the world when you open your perception to it. Look with eyes of wonder. Archives
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