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Raoued, Tunisia
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In these moments of the awakening of the soul I will admit your greatness.
These moments will pass away like all living things do, and I will go back to my pathetic conclusions.
But now let me speak the true words or be forever silent.
The mind never will rest; it will go on making layers of dust until the soul is no longer seen.
So let me speak or be forever silent.
I will think no more, no!
I know that this is a mere four-in-the morning thought, born and dead before sunrise.
I never change the words already written, I never think of what to write.
I never thought and perhaps never willing that I was born to hold a pen.
Some do have the blessing of writing well, so well that their words could commit a crime.
Others never write to kill. They write to survive.
For when your being is emptied, nothing but your words is left.
Now before I try to close my eyes again I type this last question: What is it that make me type?I wrote this note after watching "Finding Forrester" and I particularly
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| Great searching thoughts there. The call to write, in essence to lay one's soul out on paper, thats a calling that has driven so many great minds to put their ponderings to pen so as to not loose them with the coming of mornings light. It is therepy and art and inspired thought from people throughout time and it most definitally is a call that has to be aswered. It sounds like you hear that call too 
And welcome to TFS, hope you enjoy it and can't wait to see more of your writing. |
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The Prophecy
June 07, 2009 @ 06:29:48 pm
