When I first started writing it was just to let my heart flow. My only true intention was to share my life with others that through my victories over the hardships I had suffered that they too might find victory over their own. Over the course of the years I have found the good, bad, and ugly of bearing one's soul before an audience. Spiritual leeches and snakes are ever present and the spiritual world takes notice of every word that is thought much less the ones that land from heart to paper. I have always been happy with the fact that I wasn't afraid to be an open book, I wasn't afraid to love without apprehension of end results. I wasn't afraid to trust wholeheartedly and be willing to give of myself and not hold back.
Believing takes effort when eyes are tricked by reality. You step barefoot on the glass of life. Feet bleeding and soul torn to bits by hands sent to love. Destroyed and betrayed you carry on fighting not to become jaded, fighting not to be the next cynic. Fighting not to be the next great doubter and to not be hardened.
The end result is usually that lines are crossed and boundaries are blurred. And I’ve come to realize that it’s deeper than the action of just writing. You learn something about yourself as you do it and you gain a sense of comfort when you express things that are relevant to you. I’ve learned to do it more for my personal growth and then secondly for the growth of others.
There are times that I would break my fingers if it would quiet my soul that no more words would be written or pluck out my heart so that no more love could be given. I would cut out my tongue that no more truths be told, if for an instant I could silence all that is wrapped up in me to be given to those that can't understand it. Inside me there are volumes of wisdom untold and countless words of life stored up in me. It is painful to have so much on the inside fighting to get out. Seeping through the pores of my skin and life tries to change my given form.
I make a declaration to continue working on every aspect of myself and fighting until I achieve what has been placed for me here to achieve and in that there will be many heartaches and many temporary defeats. But I don't mind losing a few battles along the ways as long as I win the war. *Smiles*
Be well and stay on the grind. Work Hard... Love hard... Give your all... Remember when your work speaks for itself, don't interrupt...
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