Disclaimer:
perhaps a disclaimer here, just to note that almost everything I write is considered fiction in a way, lyrical prose that isn't meant to prove a point nor sway anyone's opinion in agreement to my own. How I write is intuitive, inspired through a deep sense of listening to a silence through which words appear, arriving to me completely on their own, and my main role here is to organize them on the page. What I strive for is a sense of beauty, with every line in agreement to my soul, that everything should flow by a certain rhythm and sound that maybe only I can truly hear or understand. That's the way it's supposed to be, not writing for an audience but only for myself alone, for the joy of words that seem to float their way to me through silence, to feel the texture of keyboards beneath my resting fingers, and then the sudden moment of inspiration that stirs them into motion, a tempo of complete absorption until their comes a pause, listening again to silence, and then words begin to flow once more.
honestly, with this, I have little concern for topic.
so my disclaimer is this: nothing I write of is important to you, not to any reader who happens to stumble by these words. My reason for sharing them is personal, meaning that it's something I feel called to do, as if art isn't finished, complete, until it's shared. And that's the only point here, I consider what I write to be art in a very personal sense, an expression of something deep within me that wishes to be heard, shared freely on a page without concern for being true to anyone else, nor having to meet a reader's approval as to what's been said. It's the effort itself that seeks appreciation, and I think that's so for any artist, that here is a moment with the soul laid bare, expressed without reservation, fearless, even though it surely will be judged. This is why I've learned to walk away, to give myself completely to the moment of my writing, sharing, and then be free of those concerns, at least the best I'm able.
my attention now belongs to another morning's writing.
so really, this is less of a disclaimer as it is another expression, an inspiration to write about the act of writing and what means for me to share.
it's not an explanation.
just another morning's worth of words.
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Peace, Eric
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