Blog Manifesto

Blog Manifesto


This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.

We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)

Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!

Sunday, February 26, 2012

loneliness

something with which we are all familiar.

hm loneliness.. its shitty.. but its unavoidable..

i live alone
i choose to live alone because i like my freedom
because people aggravate me
im difficult
im anti-social
and shy

things most of my online friends do not believe.  thats ok.  im alone in my truth.

i embrace loneliness because sometimes it is better than the alternative.  interaction with people drains me.  drama drains me.  love drains me.  most times it seems everyone wants something from me.. and i can only give so much.  and i never did like to say the word no.  i live in my head.. and in my head, people are always considerate of each other and dont ask too much because they understand.  in reality.. no one understands me.  and in reality.. i understand no one.  and that makes me feel so much more alone. 

every day i see smiling faces.  and i smile back.  i connect with each student i teach.. each parent who wants to share some insight.  it eases the pain of loneliness.  temporarily. 
they dont know me. 

when you have a talent that is great..  it alienates you.  renders you unapproachable.
partly because you put up a wall that is insurmountable.. for protection.

as a singer, i yearn to communicate.  through music i feel a communion with the audience..  an energy of one.  the loneliness is appeased.  temporarily.

i will die alone.  none of it matters.  i feel sick.  and though i am afraid of a lot of things that may seem absolutely ridiculous..  im not afraid of loneliness.  it is far too familiar.



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