just writing poetry
that I might never publish,
what a sham!
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
no idea what to do
One thing that truly drives me crazy about having attention deficit disorder (ADD) is getting bored much too easily. Sometimes I spend hours trying to find out what to do. For example, deciding what to have for lunch can take my full lunch hour, in which I'd rather bring something from home. Hence I often do things impulsively (first thing that pops in my mind) to avoid thinking -- the excessive thinking.
Music does stop me from thinking uncontrollably as I can analyze the music, lyrics and the art in such. I always (99.8% of the time) have music on even when I'm reading just to block out the outside world. Unfortunately this morning the battery of my MP3 player has no charge.
As I'm writing this entry, I need to concentrate in order not to let my mind wander. Too many ideas flood my mind that I can't develop at least one single constant idea properly. I can't even play Klondike (Solitaire) to kill time during my 45-minute subway commute (close to two hours by bus) since I'm distracted. I don't feel like writing (poetry, prose or other material) or reading an ebook or two. I don't feel like writing anything spiritual (Christian). Hence I'm here merely putting my random ideas down, typing them on my BlackBerry as I look around observing the behavior of strangers in the train bound by the ties of norms and society.
Music does stop me from thinking uncontrollably as I can analyze the music, lyrics and the art in such. I always (99.8% of the time) have music on even when I'm reading just to block out the outside world. Unfortunately this morning the battery of my MP3 player has no charge.
As I'm writing this entry, I need to concentrate in order not to let my mind wander. Too many ideas flood my mind that I can't develop at least one single constant idea properly. I can't even play Klondike (Solitaire) to kill time during my 45-minute subway commute (close to two hours by bus) since I'm distracted. I don't feel like writing (poetry, prose or other material) or reading an ebook or two. I don't feel like writing anything spiritual (Christian). Hence I'm here merely putting my random ideas down, typing them on my BlackBerry as I look around observing the behavior of strangers in the train bound by the ties of norms and society.
Monday, July 12, 2010
writing for the sake of writing
I've been writing lots of material for the sake of writing (http://project05952381.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-writing.html). Maybe it's my desperate attempt to achieve something or simply prove something to someone -- myself perhaps. Nonetheless writing lots of material makes me a better Christian or person for that matter. Anyway the question remains then. Why am I writing for the sake of writing? Maybe I'm so bored that I need to kill time writing.
my writing
I've written poetry and prose on various topics from music and technology to violence and graphic sex for over two decades.
I've usually had religious concepts in my stories and poems. As a matter of fact, I've used some of the same religious characters -- including a priest -- over and over in my stories. Although these have been minor characters, I've used them to bring the good on the other characters even when jumping from one story to another. From a practical point of view, these characters tie in all the stories together (most of which based in NYC), but at the end of the day this is all fiction.
Religion is such a harder topic to write about. I write about my feelings, pains, doubts and some other details about my broken faith. Hence writing this blog can probably one of the hardest and yet most soul-baring things I've ever done.
I've usually had religious concepts in my stories and poems. As a matter of fact, I've used some of the same religious characters -- including a priest -- over and over in my stories. Although these have been minor characters, I've used them to bring the good on the other characters even when jumping from one story to another. From a practical point of view, these characters tie in all the stories together (most of which based in NYC), but at the end of the day this is all fiction.
Religion is such a harder topic to write about. I write about my feelings, pains, doubts and some other details about my broken faith. Hence writing this blog can probably one of the hardest and yet most soul-baring things I've ever done.
Monday, May 3, 2010
an open letter to my friends, 86 weeks
an open letter (email) to my friends...
Hi (your name here),
I had a conversation with a Stephen Minister yesterday (well every Sunday actually). This person mentioned that I was gifted (talented) because I wrote poetry. This person pointed out briefly that a talent is a gift from God. Of course, I didn't see it and understand it that way right away. I had never seen it this way although you have mentioned this concept before. I still have lots to learn.
TALENT = GIFT FROM GOD
GIFT FROM GOD = TALENT
I'm including the email that I sent and this person's response this morning.On Mon, May 3, 2010 at 05:11, XXXXX wrote:
Indeed! Gifts, blessings, talents... How nice to see things with fresh eyes. [...]
-XXXXX
On Sun, May 2, 2010 at 20:38, XXXXXXX wrote:
[...] I guess that I should have thanked you when you mentioned that I was gifted with writing poetry and numbers (code). I guess this is something that I have never thought of as a gift (maybe a talent, at most). Maybe I should thinking of my talents as gifts. Well it's never too late. Thank you.
I know that I usually send silly emails and maybe I shouldn't be sending this message, but I just wanted to share this with you and to thank you for your support for the past 86 weeks helping me grow as a Christian and a better person, helping me survive and grow emotionally and spiritually since 09/21/2008 that I've come to FAPC. You don't need to respond.
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