Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown...

I am... therefore, I dream...

She Writes At Her DESK 

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“Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.”

― Herman Hesse

 

Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact...everything we see is a perspective, not the truth... I don't write, because I'm convinced I'm right, I don't speak because I'm insistent on being heard. Instead, as is the apparent law of creativity, as if pulled by invisible strings, the compulsion to express 'the self' remains intrinsic.  Albeit, I can barely explain to myself, let alone anyone else, why I am as I am, but the passion for the written word has been with me since childhood.  However, if I understand anything about writing, whilst anybody can sit down and write, if they're willing to sit doggedly about it. The concern is not the practical application, or the capacity to string two words together, it remains the content, the subject matter that creates something worth reading.

 

While here, At Her DESK the tendancy is to write about anything that interests me. Having first read George Orwell's 1984, in 1984.  In the understanding that to be alive now, in the 21st Century, is to exist at a time unlike any other.  A time in which, irrelevant of how strong and impentrable we may believe we are, not one us stands unaffected or untouched, by the overriding sense of chaos and wrongfulness, presently gripping, seemingly, every area of human consideration. 

 

Fascinated as to how We, The People have been manipulated into accepting such a vast wealth of untruth as the acceptable normal.  Flabergasted at how in just over a hundred years, we've transitioned from an existence of natural and organic, to a state of chemically drenched degeneration.  Captivated by the insanity, the spiritual sickness of it all, it appears to have become my chosen subject.

 

Yet, really, if I write, or try to speak for anyone, I do so, for every sensitive creative soul, misfit, messed up loser, dropout, eccentric, drug addict, alcoholic, homeless, jobless and general has been, in the hope of giving them the courage with which to trust themselves. Believe in their own creative rebellious way, and understand how their natural sensitivities; their FREE THINKING is today, the greatest asset society has against the global tyranny presently intent on destroying us.