no more meeting people in real life no more dating apps it’s just I meet you in my dream and we sit in each other’s souls.
The Writer aesthetic
As I walk through the allegory of my own cave I take a look at the shadows and realize the forms’ll save ‘Cause I’ve been speakin’ and teachin’ so long That even Protagoras thinks my mind is gone But I ain’t never crushed a thought that didn’t deserve it Basing my work in the world, you know that’s unheard of You better watch how you talkin’ and where you walkin’ Or you and your sophists might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip, but I gotta show As they choke, I see the victory is mine they know Fool, I’m philosophy that little bloggers wanna be like On my couch in the night, spittin’ truths in the polis heights Keep spending most our lives Livin’ in platonic paradise Been spending most their lives Livin’ in platonic paradise We keep spending most our lives Livin’ in platonic paradise We keep spending most our lives Livin’ in platonic paradise
A candle for lost dreams, and a whispered name that breaks a thousand hearts...
Write. Write every day until your head is empty and your demons are quiet.
Strip my skin and free my soul. Help me turn my back on my former self, help me shine from the inside out. Grant me the strength to smile through the process of gentle, silent, pain.
When you have an idea, write it down and stick to it. Doesn’t matter if it’s a tremendously stupid idea, like a microwave that sends food through time. Write the first chapter, where Napoleon receives a microwave home dinner which determines the outcome of the battle of Waterloo. The point is that you write it, and finish it. Even if you will never let it see the light of day, it is something that you can look at later to find the story you want to write.
Commit to an idea, however weird, and see it through. It will be very valuable in the long run.
Every ghost story is the translation of trauma. Every heartbreak can produce ghosts, as every first kiss can create romance.