hoarders never win

I am hoarding my thoughts currently. Why so private? Will keeping my thoughts away from the world keep me safe? Probably. Will it also keep me stagnant? Probably.

knowing

There's a certain loneliness that comes with knowledge. You begin to arise from the catacombs of ignorance, yet those once with you are no longer there. They've been left behind, eradicated, banished from your life. Bursting at the seams with desire for a life less ordinary, you seek solace in others. You hope to find a mutual understanding but there is none to be found. You speak, but they hear and don't listen. The feeling of superiority over others doesn't empower you, so much as it saddens you. When your thoughts and questions elicit blank stares, you can't help but wonder where other great minds lie. You can't help but feel terribly alone. You can't help but wonder if this loneliness is your destiny.

A Writer's Creed

"Speak from that place in your heart where you are most yourself. Speak directly, simply, lovingly, gently and without any apologies. Tell us what you see and want us to see; tell us what you hear and want us to hear....Trust your own heart. The words will come. There is nothing to fear...."

Hell yes.