Writing is a ladder out of Chaos.
My Tyrannosaurus writing has found me a path out of chaos. Chaos amidst which I found myself while trying to develop my business. Then I did not know that business world is sharks’ empire. I put it in writing in my Shark Tale.
Writing must be something of an Iron Tale, must be tough and sincere to the core of human perception of pain as valor. I remain the grumpy T-Rex who started writing out of pain, not necessarily because of a broken world. But now and then with words we glue shards and pieces and put them together with blood. As we sometimes taste blood, ours or others’.
“Of all writings I love only that which is written with blood. Write with blood: and you will discover that blood is spirit.” – Friedrich Nietzsche
Be the one who cares, make words so disruptive that they create new worlds, hopes and dreams. Even if we are unhappy dinosaurs and find shelter in an Iron Tale or ruminate about feeling too much, whilst declaring colorless apparel, we should take power and strength from our stories. “We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”- Joan Didion
Writing is a ladder to the sky in your mouth when you are in love.
Pay toll to love in words. If I sing songs to the blooming trees, they remain in bloom. My words protect them from smothering summers and mellow autumns. The “herbivore” writing is sweet and protective. Still they are disruptive words that create ladders and unite…people and their stories.
“Be the one who nurtures and builds. Be the one who has an understanding and a forgiving heart, one who looks for the best in people. Leave people better than you found them.” – Marvin J. Ashton
© Iulia Halatz
Art by Milla von Luttich.
She says: “Be the one who cares, make words so disruptive that they create new worlds, hopes and dreams. Even if we are unhappy dinosaurs and find shelter in an Iron Tale or ruminate about feeling too much, whilst declaring colorless apparel, we should take power and strength from our stories.”
Her published poems can be found in The Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I.
I’m quite speechless! I was just writing of you as a motivation (to be posted a little later) and here you are with an even greater motivation. Wonderful post 😘
Thank you! Thank you! 😘 I am humbled and honored. What can I say… in a less personal note, I love the words that unite and I abhor the words that divide.
In a more personal note, writing with the heart in my mouth.
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Wonderful and amazing.
Thank you! 🙂
I agree that a poet is born from their pain, but personally I didn’t become a good writer until I stopped writing about myself and started writing about other people. I know many famous and important writers mostly wrote about themselves, like Saul Bellow and Sylvia Plath, but I get too distracted from the craft.
Thank you very much for reading and sharing your thoughts. Which is challenging 🙂 You are right, we have to take writing out of our selves, but there is always a filter, or a mirror that belongs to only us. When reading your words I could’t help thinking about Flaubert’s words “Madame Bovary c’est moi.”
With a view to writing, I am in between writing in blood, or with the ink of a ghost.
But I have to…
Be the one who cares, make words so disruptive that they create new worlds, hopes and dreams. … Pay toll to love in words. If I sing songs to the blooming trees, they remain in bloom.
Poetry! Quite beautiful.
Thank you very much! 🌷
Am in love with your choice of words <3
Thank you very much! 💚
Beautifully Written! Loved it.
Hey, this is the link to my blog, a beautiful journey of two young souls.
https://rb147forever.wordpress.com