So much energy is consumed each day, a daily attempt to shut down our minds and cause pain to our bodies invisibly.
No, I have made barely any new posts and those of you who read my notes on facebook will find nothing new. A sad way to kick-start a blog. Ah, but my creative juices are stewing and have yet to flow. This very post is a revamp of something that I wrote before in eager hopes that one day I would need it.
Funnily enough, the posts are going in reverse chronological order...they get older....I think I wrote something 'relevant' way down...The U.N fan-fiction...second post probably.
Wave after wave of psuedo-intellectuals crash against a stubborn country. One that I live in. Mary, Mary..quite contemporary.
What advantage do I have...why do I have the audacity, the arrogance to feel that I could make any difference, the tiniest dent?
Next project -- Well, I want to do projects. A play, two plays actually! The script for one is a work under process. The second one torments me inside my head. But it just occurred to me...I have been feeling physically assaulted more and more all year.
Much luck to those who manage to feel pep, vigour and enthusiam...I feel ASSAULTED.