August 1st 2019
Today was a slow paced day without nothing much happening in my life. I am a happy go lucky person not worrying much about what will happen tomorrow. I live my life trusting God Jehovah Jesus. He knows all my needs and he will bless me and give me his favor.
I took a few classes and really speaking I am fed up of teaching. I want to spend my future days writing and traveling to places. I am very fond of South East Asia and the Scandinavian Countries. I hope I can a significant sum of money by playing the lottery. I want to indulge all my senses into a muse of feeling. The passions of my soul are deep and they form an artistic tapestry. Poems live in my heart and are melodious to the soul. I always question myself as to why I should write. Writing is a Sun and Moon of beauty. Writing is a culture of art. Writing is the music of poetry. Birds fly on the page and their pen are wings in flight. I am a Christian liberal a one possessed by the Joy of finding Christ and trying so hard to abide in his will. God Jehovah Jesus will weather me through all the storms of life. Writing is the unveiling of the unconscious. Writing is a trope, a painting of words. I have decided to find the meaning of life as a creative writer. I am always asking the question: what of writing? What is writing? Writing is an art of the fugue in expression. Writing is the melody of birds in flight. Writing is a peaceful poem. The meaning of life is unraveled through writing. As a meaning: writing purposive. An artist is a purposist. Writing has a value and that is called Valuableization. My writing is a new writing of existential philosophy. Ontology shifts to a purposeality. We are valuablizaed individuals with God’s karma to live on this planet earth. Writing is also anecdotal or ironic presentation of life in irony. Through writing the meaning of the self in uncovered. Writing is poetic prose. Beauty is uncovered as a poem that moves gently across the sky. Through writing, the meaning of life is understood. Writing is a release of libidinal joys. Writing is the experience of the angst and using the faith of God to transcend it. Writing is a poem of art. Writing serenades as angels in flight. Writing blossoms a garden. Writing is Mozart’s Hallelujah. Writing is a musical garden where poets play their harps. Writing is pure passion of bequeathing sentiments of feeling. Writing is the emotion of the heart. Writing is a memoir of being captive. Writing is the joy of art in expression. Writing finds the self of meaning. Writing is a caring self. Writing is a loving self. Writing transcends the self into an art of meaning.