There is something oddly imposing about a blank page, (even if it has a nice dandelion background). It's like a scary story: it's only really frightening because you have to think of meanings that are implied, but not yet written. Both favor cold, rainy nights.
Something about writing at night is comforting. I can try to console myself in the idea that the whole world is asleep. No one will hear the soft tapping of my fingers as they punch out words. The gentle sounds will blend in with the sounds of rain outside my window. The solid black letters will diffuse into the cloudy night. And all of it will be forgotten by morning.
I like to believe that everyone is lost in their dreams, as am I. If I slip and say something stupid, or write myself into a corner, no one will notice. They are simply figments of my imagination; a twisted branch flailing out from the roots of my mind. If I want them to voluntarily close their eyes while I escape through a trap door...
voila! I'm still a magician.
And then there is the "reality," in which you are probably someone who knows me, but someone over whom I have no control whatsoever. You have your own opinions and ideas that form the lens through which you view life. And I will never see what you see, because I will never be you. Most likely you are going to think I'm a little nuts, or perhaps just overtired. My advice? Get used to it; I usually sound like this.
Everyone has that separation between their internal world that they feel and reality. I also feel as though a person's internal world must always be more beautiful. I wish I could show people what my world is like. Even though it's sometimes terrifying, it's beautiful in its own way. I wish I could see into other people's worlds, too. I know I'll probably never be able to, but I can always dream.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, if you want to be a magician, there's nothing stopping you. It just depends on what you see as magic. After all, I'm a magician, even though I don't have conscious control over my magic. It just sort of happens, like miracles. Other people might call them coincidences or fate, but that wouldn't be nearly as fun, would it?
Sorry for rambling in your comments. It is your blog, after all. ^^;
No, it's okay if you comment. I appreciate your feedback. I was given a quote on a bookmark that I have long since lost and found again:
ReplyDelete"You Are a Lover of Words
One Day You Will Write a Book
People turn to you because you give voice to dreams, notice little things, and make otherwise impossible imaginings appear real.
You are a rare bird who thinks the world is beautiful enough to try to figure it out, who has the courage to dive into your wild mind and go swimming there.
You are someone who still believes in cloud watching,
people watching,
daydreaming,
tomorrow,
favorite colors,
silver clouds,
dandelions,
and sorrow.
Be sacred.
Be cool.
Be wild.
Go far.
Words do more than plant miracle seeds.
With you writing them,
they can change the world.”
- Written by Ashley Rice
It was my fourth grade teacher who gave it to me, and it has since then been an inspiration to me to become more artistic and to open my potential to include writing. When I first started looking for the quote a few years ago (after I lost it), it was nowhere to be found on the internet. Then it popped up somewhere a year ago, and it is now in a lot of the blogs here. I suppose there are a lot of people like me who want to change the world. Funny how an inspirational card can have that much effect on that many people. (Maybe I should write greeting cards!)
Perhaps this is the underlying reasoning behind why I like dandelions so much... I've never noticed that related back to this quote...
That is a wonderful quote. I love how words have such amazing power to inspire others. I've always wished my words could inspire others, as well. Maybe they do, sometimes. Usually when I write, though, it's because I have too many thoughts to keep them all in my mind. A lot of times I write and don't even show it to anyone. I realize that's a waste, but it's the best way I have of expressing my thoughts, even if they're thoughts that I'm afraid to show to people. I like drawing too for the same reason, but I'm not nearly as good at it. Your writing surprises me though, in a good way. I've enjoyed your blog posts so far. Sometimes they're hard to understand, but they make me think, and because of that they've provided me with a lot of insight. You should always keep writing. That's your magic, and it's amazingly powerful. :)
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