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The Human Experience 1I have been hearing from a lot of people lately about feeling lonely and unloved, about being unsure of relationships and of their own futures. Fear and uncertainly are part of our growing experience and those experiences define who we are and how we relate to those around us. They have told us that humans are social creatures, that it is in our nature to congregate into groups and to create societies. Yet in these societies we alienate each other; become violent; try to shove a predefined normality onto others; and enforce our own personal sense of moral superiority, granted to us by religious doctrines, onto all those who do not share our views. Throughout all of this, we as a society will smile and congratulate ourselves on how welcoming and cohesive our wonderful society has become.My digression from personal feelings of loneliness to society's self delusion is hardly a leap of logic. Those feeling most
You and the Arctic Your heart is like an Arctic wasteland; Cold and cruel. Your lack of emotion like frostbitten limbs; Completely void of feeling. Yet even the Arctic has its own beauty, And you; No different. People drawn to the Northern extremes; &
The Human Experience 2I once referred to a creative writing group as a bunch of self-absorbed ego-stroking fools. I meant every word of it. Let me explain:Not all people can take criticism well and many cannot take it at all. Whether we are talking about their writing, their work, their fashion sense, or decisions they make in their love lives, having people say that a choice is wrong or ill conceived is usually taken badly. I am not a teacher of life but also, I am considerably more than a mere student. I will start by saying that perfection does not exist. Not in any subject or in any way. In finding or creating what we perceive as perfect, we find that which is perfect in our own eyes only.The writers' group that I referred to created itself out of a request by me to create a creative writing course at my university. While I was fighting for this course, some wannabe writers banded together to create this group. The
To BelieveTo believe in something is to honour it Like friends and peace and sunsets. Each alone means little but mixed with life form the basis of what we call reality. Some people believe in different things than those (mentioned above). T
Bridging a GapBridging A Gap There is nothing between us The gap grows to a chasm We are both alone on opposite sides Look Down. The chasm is bottomless A void so immense that nothing could f
Writing rant"Oh, for a muse of fire -William Shakespeare, Henry V. Prologue.There's a story I started working on a number of years ago. I planned it to be my third novel, mostly because the first one I had started writing was meant to be two volumes. Then apathy set in.. It has been a decade of wallowing in the muse of apathy and I have been trying to find ways to get out of the slump. Oddly enough, this third novel has been haunting my dreams for many nights now, trying to force me to write something down. This rant is supposed toforce me to write about stuff, maybe break my mental block. So here are some thoughts on writing and I suppose most of it applies to art mediums in general.Writing is more than simply the act of putting pen to paper or filling in the keystrokes. A lot of bad novels, short stories and poetry have been written by people who think that it's easy. Writing is a contemplation, an act of creation requiring some degree of talent and beyond that, a degree of f