It is 2:38pm
I have a deadline for an article at 4:15pm
I'm skipping a class so i can be able to make this deadline.
I really shouldn't be blogging.
There is a reason I am not a newspaper journalism major, and frankly, it is because i hate that boring newspaper shit. which is why im here blogging instead of meeting my 4:15 deadline.
I like words that paint pictures and break down barricades of imaginations.
I like when you read words are phrases over and over, and feel them more
and more
everytime.
I like words that make beauty, not words that report the mundane news that confirms that the world is really just as cruel as they say it is.
I dont want to write about statistics of poverty and death tolls in two thousand words.
I dont want to write about the failing economy and the depression of the people in times new roman 12 point font.
I dont want to write about that shit.
I want to write something deep from the depths of my mind, something too deep for a keyboard and too heavy for a sheet of paper...
but I cant do that, because, honestly...I want to write checks too.
The grim reality that is life.
so im back to meeting that 4:15 deadline
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Sometimes I lack inspiration, while at other times I am overflowing with ideas. My imagination rules my mind, and my heart is the owner of my mind. This is just an attempt to compile my thoughts, my fears, and show you what beauty is in my eyes.
1 comment:
So you wanna write,
"something too deep for a keyboard and too heavy for a sheet of paper..."
but you,
"wanna write checks too."
Some people would say that's like trying to have your cake and eat it too.
The way I see it though, the motherfuckers eating their cake...
They're the ones that are really hungry.
I hope that helps lol.
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