That's where I'm from. I don't know where it is or how I got here, but I know I came from somewhere different, and simpler. Not saying that's the truth. Truth is something we got here, in this place. I'm saying this is my perspective. Perhaps I was born with it. I don't think that makes it any less true in its own way.
I was born nine years ago. I lived another life before that, but nine years ago, I became something more and something different altogether. It was no grand occasion, no event at all. I just know it, looking back, that my current life started around that time.
In the beginning, I felt good. I quickly learnt to know my new lif
Have you ever accessed it? I'm thinking of the feeling, or notion, that nobody can see you. It can start as soon as you realize your independent existence, and grows the more you yourself grow -- grow away from those around you. For if all the details of whom we are, are unique, how can anybody else understand? There is only one mind for each soul.
Some things, we do have in common. Rough shapes and rough details of your self, others can pick up. Throughout our lives, we communicate. It is just that sometimes, it doesn't feel good enough. And that is what gives you access to the feeling. And the feeling can be so strong and clear, it is as i
Right now, I'm trying to make as many as possible of my dA favorites fit into a few new categories that I made. But after just two pages of sorting, I come to the realization that this just doesn't work. Every new artwork breaks the rules in a new way. And then I came to realize that I've got the same problem with my blogs (including these journals here): to improve them and make them more attractive, I try to define a set world, a set subject, and then write inside that world. But soon after, I find the need to write somewhere else, because I get ideas that are outside of that world. Mayhap I just have a hard time disciplining the mind, but
You might be wondering why I've been posting philosophical texts on deviantART. Well, it's all part of a quest. One that will let me write fantastic stories the way I want to. Because I feel there are two issues that threaten and influence many stories of the fantasy genre.
The first issue is being too removed from the world we know. If your story is about things so strange and odd, we don't even have words for them, then it is of little use trying to make up substitute words and describe how non-understandable they are. Who's going to care about something they can never understand?
The second issue, which I think is a very typical one, is