I am drowning.
Wind whipping, cheeks stinging;
Lungs collapse and life falters.
Rose-coloured glasses and great expectations;
Shoelace untied: hesitation.
With webs unwoven, mirrors shatter.
I am drowning. Wind whipping, cheeks stinging; Lungs collapse and life falters. Rose-coloured glasses and great expectations; Shoelace untied: hesitation. With webs unwoven, mirrors shatter. |
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The state is nothing but an instrument of oppression of one class by another--no less so in a democratic republic than in a monarchy.
Friedrich Engels
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How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.
Henry David Thoreau.
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How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.
Henry David Thoreau.
One of my favourite quotes is, "We do not see the world how it is; we see the world how we are."
I guess I've just been feeling like my writing has been very self-centered, almost a bit "teen-angst" as of late. I read your journal about the ego and creativity (which I've been meaning to comment on), and it's almost like that. I feel like I could be writing about more important things, like my opinion on what's going on in the world, rather than my random emotional outbursts. I've always thought that the Romantics were on to something with writing in reflection. But I also like the rawness of writing in the moment. I'm just really confused, I guess.
I did find a few other quotes, in one of my frequent quote searches haha, that made me feel a bit better.
If writers stopped writing about what happened to them, then there would be a lot of empty pages.
Elaine Liner
The man who writes about himself and his own time is the only man who writes about all people and all time.
George Bernard Shaw
Thankyou
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How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.
Henry David Thoreau.
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