A writer not only writes what the writer feels but the writer can also feel what the writer writes |
I keep telling myself: |
Must keep my eyes open, can't fall asleep yet, I'm widely wake, but for how long? |
Heaven is yet to be created. We need to create Heaven out of Earth. |
I’m sleepy today and I’ll be sleepy tomorrow too |
Humans are like complex numbers. |
One learns the thing by doing the thing; for though you think you know it, you have no certainty until you try. -by Sophocles |
Oh my heart |
His writing continued until he had a mystical experience which made him think of all he had done as “mere straw.” At the time of his death in 1274 he was under a cloud in Paris. (Him equals Thomas Aquinas) |
Poetry purpose is to build connections by appealing to the senses. When we attempt to express our feelings, we open up a connection to understanding ourselves. When someone else reads what we express, there’s an a opportunity for a possible connection. |