Well I know it has been a while, but that is okay. I'm back because I've realized something. I stopped nearly seven months ago because I hadn't realized it yet. When I started this blog I was stupid, and I still am. But I have gained one piece of knowledge that makes all the difference. I need to create.
Last time I started to write for attention for my own personal glory. How foolish I was! Basically ever time I posted something I was saying hey look at me! Acknowledge me! And I whined about it until someone noticed. I was and am a child. At least now I know I am a child, and I want to grow up.
So what else have I learned? I learn that in spite of myself I still want to write. I know I am no good, but that doesn't matter to me. I am going to do this writing thing I've got to do it for the love of the thing itself. Divorce myself from the consideration of others and even the criticism.
Most of all I want to find my voice. I have yet to find it, but I know it is inside of me. I want to speak with the voice of the age. The voice crying out in the wilderness. The prophetic voice that gives the news and problems of this age.
No more imitation. It’s useless. No more generalization. It’s idiocy.
I need to create. I need to do the essentially human act. The thing most proper to our nature. The fullest expression of humanity
