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Why? ~ 365 Photos Challenge #67

Sunday afternoon, my two daughters went shopping with their mother. After finishing dealing with the lawn in the garden and clean up my self, the adventure in cyberspace gets its turn again.

After reading some emails, while listening to Pink Floyd, I began to calm myself to choose an idea to write something for this challenge. Suddenly one question arose followed by its friends, in droves. I do not know where it came from, but it was an interesting question. Why am I writing? And why am I faithful to those themes? What about other people? What are the benefits to me, and my writing benefits to others?

That’s how the questions burst into my mind and have kept me silent for a quite long time. There are many reasons and answers flowing and clinging to them, but one thing is clear, I just want to write, I just want to say something, either to whom, whether read or not, I do not really care. I just want to write.

The discussion in mind eventually invited other speakers and this is what Anthony De Mello says:

“Some people write to make a living; others to share their insights or raise questions that will haunt their readers; others yet to understand their very souls. None of these will last. That distinction belongs to those who write it because they do not write they would burst … These writers give expression to the divine – no matter what they write about. ”

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  1. You know why I write. It helps work through my pain. One day I will come to a place in my life where I will write about the flowers or the sky or anything! Right now it is healing to continue as I am going. Sometimes I think we do not need a reason if we really enjoy doing something. Just do it! 🙂

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  2. I can not write like you wisely. But I’m here every day, of course when I can. To tell others. Where I’ve been and what I’ve seen. If people do not read it. They will lose to learn new things, learn interesting facts. I was already in this place. I read before publishing some interesting facts. Who loses me or who does not read it?

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  3. So, unwittingly, I opened a challenge article…hmmm, why I write? Many reasons. I like to write because it is a passion. I like the feeling when the words from my brain flows freely into my fingertips to help me create those cobwebs in my mind into something intelligible. It puts the clutter in my head into a perspective that I can understand. It gives me relief and clarity. Pretty much like meditation. Moreover, writing creates a world within a world where I can just be me. That said, I write primarily for myself and not really thinking whether people will like it or not. I appreciate being read, yes, but it is just an icing to the cake.

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          • Hahahahaha why not, coconut? Only “normal” people think that only fingertips can be used for such task — but then toe tips can do the job just as well I swear. Try it some time. Seriously.

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        • Very well, thank you, Pixies. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
          Upz… I was reminded of a friend who was punished by the teacher by having to write 1,000 “sorry” on the blackboard when I was in elementary school.

          • And the 1000 story reminded me of when the nuns (aww, yeah, I was also in Catholic school and so how did I end up being this way) did not allow me to leave the classroom at lunch time because I had been into a fight with another kid hahaha. Mind you, my mom was never called to the principal’s office on my account. She said never to pick a fight, however, she did not say never to fight back. I did not start it but I guess I was in better shape after the fight so the nuns allow the other kid to go home and I was told to stay hahaha I think I was given that disciplinary action about 3 times the whole time I was there. Maybe it was the nuns’ fault I got into this path? Lol!

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          • I was joking about it being the nuns’ fault — blame no one because no one and nothing owes us in this world. And why would I worry about calculating anything? I will just go on day by day — I sort of enjoying the ride anyway hahaha

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          • Looking back, I think my schooling was useless hahaha many stuff I learned, I learned it by myself while in the work environment and thru reading and talking to people. In college, I merely cruised — I study the lessons I like; and the lessons I didn’t like, well, come examination day, I invent my answers to essay questions hahaha and got graded for originality hahaha

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          • Isn’t logic already present? Seriously. I think there is fault in the system. HUGE. The current system does not support, encourage and enhance what is already present in individual student. What it is prescribing is uniformity and obedience — a system modeled to produce factory-worker-type of students. Why the heck must a kid endure algebra when his inclination is into arts, tell me? Would I be using xyz in my daily life?

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          • I have an axe to grind against the curriculum system really that I wrote, I think, 2 or 3 articles in Niume on that subject matter. And I talked a lot about it in different forums. It is complete stupidity to ask the fish to fly when it has no wings. My mom didn’t and never know I almost flunk in my Geometry because I wasn’t taking notes hahaha the teacher was so mad at me and threatened to flunk me (I was in the top 10% of the class so he knew what he was telling me). Luckily, my brother’s girlfriend, who was a friend and a classmate of mine, did all the notes for me so I passed hahaha

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          • Funny, yeah — a lot of it that even when I am at the bottom of the wheel of life, I always believe life will be fine after all — like a blind faith — I call that my fire inside — and why Gemini peeps are quick to notice things I don’t notice

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          • Ha! In all the years I lived, I will never understand how I made it — life was damn pretty hard — there was always someone or something that needs either material or moral support ??? and I was busy keeping my life clean and orderly but somehow life would bring mess into it ???

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          • Not a coincidence eh? There was a lowest point in my life when all I ever wanted was to go “home” to wherever that “home” is — and a pain in the heart that is not consolable — not sadness, not even emptiness, just that deep pain of longing for that “home” — I still feel that way sometimes but at least now I can pour it in writing

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          • Life is contrived — it gives what we need to grow — I am trusting my journey even when I am not certain where it is leading me — I do not know if I am capable of complete surrender but I am learning every day