We're stuck here

Writing is a form of art, a handful can understand it, and minority have the audacity to attempt to take part such in oblivious talent. Writing is a form of communication, the power to visualise your story using only your words, understood by those who see what you see is beauty. Touching hearts without any sound play and no visuals need talent and a whole lot of patience, to craft is not easy to execute is a mission.

The more we write the more we learn to see, yet we still call such beauty ‘work’ we day in and day out preach about this craft as work. Writing is a part of life it’s a part of living, as for any career if we stay devoted to it. It becomes less of work and more of a passion; it becomes a part of us. With our craft we portray who we are, what we love, how often we put in the work. All our works creates a common ground for the ordinary and the mediocre, who live by the rules, the ones who abide by the rules all the time.

There’s no one on this globe with capabilities to teach any of us neither to imagine nor to believe, we may be convinced into belief or disbelief but no one could possibly make us believe or take that leap of faith. We may take the stroll ourselves because we’re born with anxiety to foresee what lies at the end of this hollow valley we’re stuck in. What’s in us will always find a way to set itself free (talent) the more we go out and practise the more we believe in our craft, the more our craft in anxious of what to find when exploring the world.

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