I enjoy my personal writing, - it is magical to see how words come into place and start to make sense on their own even out of the most absurd ways of placement and phrasing. it's a transforming journey for me. I, as the writer, do not articulate, or express through them; let alone manipulating, having any power or control over them. They exist on their own rights, as ideas and concepts being captured and formed a life in the material world as words and phrases: They have the power to guide me and show me directions, truth, honesty, sincerity; emotions, and reality etc. most of all, they are always so willingly giving - and offer me that part of me that was always missing hope you'd enjoy reading, and reconstruct those falling piece of mine through the scattered words and metaphorical phrases within me One's always in need of inpiration; the best place to look for it, is from within.