A Personal Manifesto

There exists a mental state, set for a stage within an author’s head, where the sole thought is writing. Not the focus of one’s being, the Sole thought. It comes down to a schizophrenic mental urge to do little else. A point, when everything else, even those elements that form inspirations to induce ideas, like music, idols, drugs, reality, alternate work, the pointlessness of life and satire, transform into mere distractions. Until, the self is the only inspiration, and working at producing more material isn’t merely an obsession, it’s a necessity. It’s the one thing that keeps you mentally alive. Until you begin to formulate an honest fact in your head, it’s the only real principle that governs your life. It applies, because everything is immaterial, save for this art form to express everything in your dysfunctional head across. It doesn’t even matter if the material is good or not, just the fact that you put an original, personal creative impulse to work, says a lot about how true you are to yourself, and the lengths you would go, to accomplish that. People go through one impulse, and work on it all through their lives to accomplish it. Creative people go through that phase, for every little story they write, or every song they create, or every vision they capture, and so on. It’s derogatory, and shallow, to claim a creative person is either lazy, or has lost touch with reality. It’s relatively simple to understand - Every person has a unique, lateral view and perspective, on everything, we’re the ones who work on those views and perspectives, and try to project our idea, exactly as it’s played in our heads. It’s the breaking of that final barrier between condescension and personal rationalism. Since the world is concerned more on selfish needs and grandiose fascinations with power, rather than fulfilling themselves by figuring themselves out, let’s just say this may appear as bland, or narrow, or unenlightened as your imaginations are. This is the only real soul human beings are capable of, if this message is ever understood. If it isn’t, just toss this onto the pile of accumulated ignorance, like every other idea that’s clear and simple has been, since the dawn of time.

Just a thought. //