They say to be a good writer you have to write every day. Constantly. Well, that’s easy when you actually have the time to put your words down on paper…oh, and what you have to say is interesting. When I say interesting, that doesn’t only mean that you have to believe it is; it also means that people in the world have to deem it worthy of their time. They have to have the willingness to take time out of their day to sit down and read your words…they may not have any point or poignant subject matter, but people feel that the words you’ve written down are giving them something more than they’re taking from them.
Understanding the “interesting” gives an artist a great deal of power. I know that what I’m now writing doesn’t have much substance, but it is an accumulation of thoughts that are in my head that do have a value of interest, otherwise I wouldn’t be putting effort into them. Knowing this, please understand that what I am writing originated with no plot, no frame of reference, nothing. It was simply me sitting down and thinking. Any underlying themes or ideas came from pure nothingness and have been produced by connections of thought.
Sometimes life has no real plot or setting. It just is. A stream of consciousness moves way too quickly for a writer to keep up with. That’s why books, movies, television, and other entertainment forms are so popular…they have a frame of reference; something that pushes the audience from beginning to end. We can step out of the mundane, day to day goings on of life and step into a world that is controlled, concise, and organized in an aesthetically pleasing way. Music applies the same principles. There’s an underlying theme to every note, every letter, and every aspect of entertainment. That’s what makes it entertaining. There’s no real underlying theme to life. There’s nothing that pushes an individual through to the end except for the pure and simple fact that there is a consciousness there. There is a living, breathing individual that is going through the world in their own way. That’s the only frame of reference.
We can try and insert meaning. We can say, “I’m going to be an engineer” and that would be the illusion of an underlying theme. One would feel like they had a platform to stand on. As you’re reading this you’re attempting to piece together all of the sentences to create some point, some sort of overall plot or theme. And what’s crazy…there is. It’s there, hidden in every sentence. Doesn’t this sound a lot like life? What starts out from nothing actually creates a meaning as it grows.
Maybe each individual sentence is a theme on its own. I feel that a piece of writing works just like the world. There is the overall everything…the entire global perspective that we can watch. We can see huge trends in weather, fashion, knowledge, technology, economics, politics, and everything, but those overall trends are created by us analyzing them. Truly, they can all be measured as coincidental outcomes from each of us individuals operating within the large context.
Just like letters on a page. Letters form words that form sentences that make up paragraphs that are chapters that make up a novel that has a big idea or a punchline. But that punchline won’t come without the reader’s consciousness finding it. Sure, the beginning spark came from the author, but the reader breathes life into it. The reader creates the meaning. Seems to me that that’s how the world works. One person is the letter. There’s no real meaning or intrinsic value there except for when put together with other letters that can create a word. We live in a world where it is no longer enough to simply be a letter. Where our value is created by the larger context we inhabit. Is that life? Is it no longer enough to simply be?
Understanding the “interesting” gives an artist a great deal of power. I know that what I’m now writing doesn’t have much substance, but it is an accumulation of thoughts that are in my head that do have a value of interest, otherwise I wouldn’t be putting effort into them. Knowing this, please understand that what I am writing originated with no plot, no frame of reference, nothing. It was simply me sitting down and thinking. Any underlying themes or ideas came from pure nothingness and have been produced by connections of thought.
Sometimes life has no real plot or setting. It just is. A stream of consciousness moves way too quickly for a writer to keep up with. That’s why books, movies, television, and other entertainment forms are so popular…they have a frame of reference; something that pushes the audience from beginning to end. We can step out of the mundane, day to day goings on of life and step into a world that is controlled, concise, and organized in an aesthetically pleasing way. Music applies the same principles. There’s an underlying theme to every note, every letter, and every aspect of entertainment. That’s what makes it entertaining. There’s no real underlying theme to life. There’s nothing that pushes an individual through to the end except for the pure and simple fact that there is a consciousness there. There is a living, breathing individual that is going through the world in their own way. That’s the only frame of reference.
We can try and insert meaning. We can say, “I’m going to be an engineer” and that would be the illusion of an underlying theme. One would feel like they had a platform to stand on. As you’re reading this you’re attempting to piece together all of the sentences to create some point, some sort of overall plot or theme. And what’s crazy…there is. It’s there, hidden in every sentence. Doesn’t this sound a lot like life? What starts out from nothing actually creates a meaning as it grows.
Maybe each individual sentence is a theme on its own. I feel that a piece of writing works just like the world. There is the overall everything…the entire global perspective that we can watch. We can see huge trends in weather, fashion, knowledge, technology, economics, politics, and everything, but those overall trends are created by us analyzing them. Truly, they can all be measured as coincidental outcomes from each of us individuals operating within the large context.
Just like letters on a page. Letters form words that form sentences that make up paragraphs that are chapters that make up a novel that has a big idea or a punchline. But that punchline won’t come without the reader’s consciousness finding it. Sure, the beginning spark came from the author, but the reader breathes life into it. The reader creates the meaning. Seems to me that that’s how the world works. One person is the letter. There’s no real meaning or intrinsic value there except for when put together with other letters that can create a word. We live in a world where it is no longer enough to simply be a letter. Where our value is created by the larger context we inhabit. Is that life? Is it no longer enough to simply be?
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