Category: Writers Block
I wrote this right before my Spanish final January 17, 2006.
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Once again, feedback in any form is welcome.
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--Cortney
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Following this linear pattern known as life, we try and see the best out of everything. The template feeling of what people call reality seems to consume us most days. It's just a matter of time before someone breaks that mold and decides to regard everything with a second glance...
Following this straight and narrow path known as destiny aint' gettin' no one anywhere. These technical words are a gloss to mask the fear that seems to envelop my mind. The pretty letters and there wonderfully distinct slants and angles. oh, the perplexity of it all.
It's when you find someone or something that can give you true satisfaction; that's when you truly know that this world isn't out to bite you and down everything you have to say with a shrug and a childish snicker. I've no reason other then self-experience to back the previous statement up with, but I'm sure someone can agree with me, if not fully at least partially.
Technical words, full-of-yourself words, hateful words, true words, evil words, there all just bunches of lines, shapes and geometrical patterns upon some sort of surface. The mind is engraved with these beautifully sculpted pictures.
They say our minds are a terrible thing to waste, but what is wasting if we're making ourselves sick thinking of the 'what ifs' among other things? That which I call logical warfare most would call being entirely too philosophical, and yet I live for it, breathe for it, love it and want someone to love it too. If I gave you a reason for writing, you'd laugh or nod and think I, Cortney Rae Glonka are crazy, and I think you may be right. I'm crazy in the sense of wanting, needing, depending on logic and the ability to convey myself through text, for verbally I'm as quiet as the air which I breathe in to survive.
Alone we stand, together we fall. Please someone tell me they agree with that...
Now, give me your words, make me think, make yourself think, regard these with a second glance and just, be. Don't worry, and I know I'm being hypocritacal as I type this, for I worry more then almost anyone i know, but let go. Make your words justified, bring them alive, and be sure to remember what it is to live.
And yes, the spacing is write. It was more a stream of thoughts, that I thought had a nice ring to them bunched up like that. Sorry if it was a bit visually hard to read.
Well, I think I like it, I even think I could agree with most of it, but I really don't understand it.
Don't feel bad, there are a lot of poets I don't understand, yet they are good.
You seem to be speaking in praise of logic, but appear to be visually depicting aesthetics with your stream-of-consciousness text.
Just my thoughts.
Thanks for posting it.
Bob