I made the mistake of going through all my old writings, and I couldn't help but be embarassed at the kind of crap I put out during my first days here...I mean, I'm all for amusing poetry, but for a while there, it was nothing but stupid haiku after stupid haiku! If I recall correctly, I once had, on my Instant Messenger info, a section dedicated to the 'haiku of the day.' Fortunately, this soon became the 'haiku of the indefinite time period,' and then it disappeared altogether. Anyone who wants to read my musings can check it out here. I've got the bloody link available, heh. Anyway, at the same time that I kind of want to get rid of all those skeletons in my closet, I also don't, as they're just part of my development as a writer--an important part of everyone's development is the crap we wish we could get rid of...now, I know I could just unpublish and delete them, but...well, I guess I'm just a sucker for abuse...if you want a good laugh, or a bad one, as the case may be and probably is, feel free to rummage through my archived posts...I think, these days, I'd almost prefer writer's block *looks away, sheepishly*.
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In the words of one of my new favorite writers on the site, Namaste. (I don't know how I didn't come by that greeting sooner, as immersed as I usually find myself in eastern culture. I think it kind of fits with my philosophy...hope you don't mind if I 'borrow' it, Tina, ;))
'He who knows others is learned. He who knows himself is wise.'
'Tomorrow will take us away,
Far from home--
No one will ever know our names,
But the bards' songs will remain.
Tomorrow, all will be known,
And You're not alone,
So don't be afraid
In the dark and cold
'Cause the bards' songs will remain.
They all will remain
In my thoughts and in my dreams
They're always in my mind....
Come close Your eyes;
You can see them, too.'
The Bard's Song: Into the Forest