Who’s willing to try
Yes, to save a world
Yea, save our sweet world
Save a world that is destined to die
Marvin Gaye
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Tabs of Life
Sometimes my browser gets clouded
With different artistic tabs
Computer slows down
Begging, that I may close these tabs
Then I think
Where would these tabs be?
If the artist refused to paint
Share a piece of mind
Bash a brick of wall
For all to see
And feel the moment
When those words flowed
Without hate, only real
So I say
Thanks to the tabs of life
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The Tower of the Lost Souls (Edit 3)
Letting your writing ‘flow’
helpful read
Optimal Experience by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi (1995)
No doubt you’ve heard the expression ‘in the flow of things’ the idea of being in the zone, a place where nothing can interrupt your thinking. It all comes so naturally, so easily, as if by instinct.
But what is flow? Is it definable? According to Mihalyi Csikszentmihalyi (try remembering that for an exam), flow is being in a place mentally where little else has meaning, as if able to block out external stimuli, to focus on one thing totally. Crucially, flow is intrinsically motivated and often has no tangible reward other than the performance of the activity itself. It is self-fulfilling, but that is not to say that if rewards become part of this process you will suddenly cease to enjoy the activity. There are those who disagree:
“No man but a blockhead ever wrote, except for money.” Samuel Johnson
Examples of people who…
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There are momen…
There are moments I want to write, to share, but there are those special ones so hot and intense; moments I just want kept locked away in my heart forever.
Greedy I know, but it’s a matta only meant for face to face
Far Apart, Though Sunday
The things we have stretched
The hugs we wrongly refused
Hate bound
Landed smile
Empty vessel
it ain’t right, he said
Playing the game of circles
Biting hard only to recieve water
The thirst for red
A roundabout of situations
The effects of mankind
Right on the ledge
A broken society about to break
Another demise
So far, so good
Bad for throat
Thick lump for soul
Vocal lullabies of a written cycle
Tribal Thirst (SW)
Heart to sleeves
Pact of wolves
Chilled anthems
Scattered verbatim
The world, word
Staining the proud, loud
Dirty road
Maybe crowded, padded
Word of the proud
Crystal hound
Believing the void that dropped
Selective thirst
Words, the lost stole
Origin, the ones that held
Seconds dropped, voices laid
Shower spending, timing Skype
The Same (SW)
Slow cut-offs
The walk alone
The shape of your smile
Glowing from the cloth of night
Heart teaser
It’s love like this
That makes a man fly back
To a place where your touch is absent
O, I thought you were gone
You said it yourself
Then
But now,
Your shelf is full of orders written in my name
Never change
Change is no longer needed
Cos with you
It’s the same
Rain or starry stars
We the same
Remaining the one we once loved
Midnight Intermission
“There” she pointed
“Further past the blue moon”
“Past the sleeping mountain of Red”
“Where death is known”
“My people claim the richness from gold and silver”
“Where are you from?” she firmly asked.
“I hail from the Land of Ododo”
“Where the beasts answer to my name”
“Behind the hills of the Red”
“A place where peace binds us all”
“I keep the balance of good and death”
“In my land there is beauty”
“Their eyes do not speak of death”
“A land blessed by the god of the morning”
“A man with a god”
“In all my time of this earth, no man has mentioned of a god such as yours”
“You speak like a man beyond this life”
“I am no mere man”
“My blood, my soul”
“Lady of the night, you have surely possessed me” He proclaimed
“So have you, strange man from Ododo”
“You have grown on me”
“As I have on you”
“Come with me to my land” he begged
“I offer not gold but the gift of the red moon”
“You talk of strange words”
“I come from a land I must return to”
“I have men many to be one with”
“Then why did you run away”
“What do you fear?”
“Ask me no more till the morning passes”
“For the back is rested and ready for grass”
