My job, my love, my life, here it is :How much of an ignorant fool must one be To search for any meaning elsewhere.Where my
Étiquette : writing
Notes On Note-Taking
Writing is the alibi for inner life. Life emerges on the sheet’s surface. The paper outlet offers inner life a reason for being. Even though,
Writing a Way Out
The writing process is never complex. This does not mean anything.The complexity lies in the processes that the writer describes, not in the writing itself.
What Makes me Feel like Crying (2/2)
This poem is following : What Makes me Feel like Crying (1/2) This is the point where wordsCollapse into linesAnd lines fade out in dots,Where
Instant Archeology
I have never written any article, I barely watched articles writing themselves.I have never grabbed the pen because I had something to say.I merely held
In the Inkwell of the Self
Writing is difficult when you dip your quill in your own personal inkpot. Ideas get glued up and go lumpy. They end up tied in
Creativity : Puddle or Geyser ?
When he unfolds content so gracefully and dwells each recess of his body with so much intensity When he writes, when he speaks with spirit
Read-Write-Meditate
Reading, writing, no difference Reading is outer writing Writing is inner reading When I read other people’s words, those I lack, those I admire, or
Le Thérapeutologue.
Frotter ses mains, faire la boule d’énergie. Check. Visualiser la fluidité, les bonnes valeurs, les objectifs accomplis. OK. Vouloir aider, se découvrir thérapeute. C’est bon.
Writing is being wrong twice. Poetry Is The Way
Why is it more difficult to live the moment than it is to see yourself living it? Words come into play… Out of habit, mainly.
Notes & Silence 