Writing

Sometimes my writing is the only thing that keeps me sane, I wish that I could figure out how to put everything in my mind on to paper. Sadly that isn't possible, but I suppose that is what makes writing so intriguing, it isn't easy, it takes practice, and lots of thought. But writing can be some mysterious...so mystical, so magical. Words have the power to change attitudes, persuade minds, depict history, and change history. I have always wondered what I would be like to just up and leave. To forget about everything and go on a journey, an adventure of sorts. In this century everything that we do has to be thought out, or logical. But why can't we just go do things for no reason at all. Why can't we just do things to do them?

The most beautiful thing about life is that everything, everyone, tells a story. Sometimes with their eyes, sometimes the clothes they wear, even the rhythm of their walk. These stories are what we pass on from generation to generation. Many times they are lessons learned, and lessons taught. Some of these stories are jovial, some sorrowful, but everyone has a story, and each person is waiting for their story to be told. Everyone just wants someone to believe in them. These adventures, as one could call them, come from every walk of life, and from every background, and just like a book they have a beginning, and an end. However, we have been given the gift of being able to write our own story, all beginning with the choices and decisions that we make. I don’t believe in fate. I believe that everything happens for a reason, sometimes our stories have tragic endings, sometimes they have tragic beginnings, but our stories, much like those of Hollywood, all carry a message. They all have a purpose, a reason why. For us that reason why is the reason that everything happens for a reason. Everything we do, everything we say, becomes words on paper, like a writer and his thoughts, they become words, hidden from the eye, unseen to many, but visible to a few. It doesn’t take a college education to see these stories, or to even be able to read them. What it takes is a heart of understanding, empathy, and passion. We are not the judges, we are not the jury, whether you believe in a higher power or not, what would give us the right to try, sentence, and convict another person? No, we are all equals, and as equals we are all entitled to the same basic rights, the same principles of freedom. So with that I challenge you to read people’s stories, to see where they are from, where they have been, and where they are going. We are all the same, we are on a journey, some near the end, some far away, but each with a story to be told. Life isn’t about everything being perfect, life is simply about living. It is about taking the opportunities that you have, and living them to the fullest. History is laced with tales of bravery, sacrifice, tragedy, and victory, but the real stories are the abstract ideas, the things we can’t touch, taste, or see; only the things we can feel. They are the passion, the commitment, the honor, the service. They are that feeling deep down in your heart that cannot be moved, they are resolved, resilient in more ways than one. If there was a way to avoid the mistakes, to live without the pain and the hurt, then I would be the first person to support it. But those mistakes we make… the pain that we feel, that is what makes us human, and keeps us who we are.