I have done much writing in my life. Most of it was done with strong intention, in an effort to align my thoughts. On a greater scale, I always hope that something I say or do will have positive influence on the world around me.
Avairmali was a name I came up with in high school for a book I was working on. It was a perfect world that had been destroyed. It seems appropriate for the title now, as the world (in its most basic state) could be perfect, but we insist on wounding it for our own purposes. So as it continues to limp along, I cannot help but think about what it would take to repair it.
I suppose it all falls in the category of "philosophical," doesn't it? I'm always problem solving to my own great destruction as most people don't want to hear what others have to say, especially if it is important or difficult (those two things often merge). We want to go about our lives, "head in the sand" as they say, oblivious to what is really wrong and what really affects us.
Those that try to be more aware of often seen as a little insane because they have set forth on a journey of discovery that almost no one else embarks on. Dave Chapelle, Sinead O'Connor, Van Gogh, John Nash...They have all been considered a little "off" when really they were just "off" the trail most travelled, but it separated them from society so far for so long that they suffered.
I've made no secret of my past. I was raised indoors, unable to go out and socialize, because people wanted to kidnap me and possibly kill me as a child. As I got older, I was embarrassed by the lifestyle I had grown up in and my mother's raging temper with no regard for my mental anguish or self worth.
So, I spent 80% of my childhood with my own thoughts. I was a forced philosopher. Haha! I was raised as if I were a home school child. So, what follows from here are 35 years of solitude, experience, and constant thinking. It is my perception, my logic, behind the world and the way it is. I also include what I think it would take to make the world a truly better place and not just an ugly sofa that we keep trying to throw pretty blankets on.
Enjoy, fellow mental cases.
RCBSB
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