I spend a large portion of my time devoted to writing. I will write upon just about anything and everything imaginable. I don't tend to follow the strict structures and format of condensed writing that everyone in society tends to be forced upon doing; I usually keep my writing as free-flowing and creative as possible [often times, too poetic and deep for anyone to understand, only me.]
I like to keep-track of all my thoughts and ideas in a journal, in which I write in daily [almost by the hour.] I pour-out whatever is being kept captive inside my mind, so my journal entries when finished look more like collages of words and stories than a recap of the day’s events. I don't mind it, thought. It kind of makes them look like works of art, with knickknacks, pictures and whatnot running down the sides and all throughout the page. It's good though for keeping my journals' secrets, no one can make head or tail of what I wrote, even if they were to peer into my book without me noticing. It is far too incomprehensible for anyone to read [partially due to the fact that everything in it is encrypted and encoded in several different language scripts... Yeah, I'm weird, but I have fun while I'm doing it anyway.]
Most of what I write is poetry; everything about poetry fascinates me. It's amazing how someone can breathe so much life into just a few short sentences of words, and how everyone’s interpretation of what the author wrote about is different. Poetry is so unconstructed, yet so complex, it's almost like reading the Bible. It's like going into the abstract section of an art gallery and watching as people gawk over the strangest things. Like how the look of a particular stroke or splotch of paint reminds them of their great-aunt Tessa, or how a certain shape of a sculpture speaks to them in a way that evokes an emotion of some kind. Poetry is art, there is no doubt about that, and for that reason, among many others, I love Poetry.
Some of my best ideas for writing usually come spontaneously to me [unfortunately at the most inconvenient of times. Like rate before I'm about to fall asleep.] I then try to take that one spark of an idea and go-wild with it, vigorously trying to get it down on paper in written form before it is lost. There are times though when I can't always have my journal on me, such as when I am at school. When that happens, I take out my notepad, or open to a back page of a scribbler and begin jotting things down [still encrypted of course.] In doing this, nothing is ever lost. And I can still take it home with me and insert it into my journal either by tapping it in or copying down.
If you're reading this, you're probably wondering what a guy like me is doing pouring himself out through the Internet for the whole world to see. "What's my purpose in creating this site?" As far as I can see, I have none. If all I accomplish from doing this is having a few people that I know from school, curiously checking-out my post to see if I wrote anything about them, then that's fine. But, I guess the only thing that I really want people to get from this website upon leaving, is the sense that they have something or someone to relate to. If that's the most that ever happens, then that in itself is an accomplishment to be held by me. It would give me satisfaction if someone, somewhere enjoyed this site. So please, leave me a comment letting me know what you think. It would be greatly appreciated if you did.
[Boy, that ending was cheesy] -End of first blog...
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