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Stop trying to synchronise with me

Stop trying to synchronise with me, because if you do I will always change my vibration

I will leave you without a clue

I turn and twist in impossible ways, impassable ways, it’s true

It’s true

I don’t want to synchronise with you

I want to find my own truth

Stop following me, my path won’t make you happy

You’re not like me

You’re not resilient enough, you’re not passionate enough

You mope too much, to be me

You won’t survive being me

So set yourself free

Be yourself, not me

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NaNoWriMo Survival Kit

I fully intend to do NaNoWriMo next month; I have a novel fully planned for the occasion.  Whether or not the actual novel will be completed by the end of the month remains to be seen, but I hope that at least half of the story would be done by the end of it. 

I have entered the NaNoWriMo giveaway from the website www.thewritepractice.com to win the NaNoWriMo survival kit, please click the link below to help me gain more entries.

http://thewritepractice.com/giveaways/nanowrimo/?lucky=42129

 

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I was an essayist and didn’t know it

Sitting back and reviewing my own life, I’ve realized I’ve wasted a lot of time not only living with my mother and worrying about her reactions I’ve actually discovered that in the past I had a lot of talent for writing essays that I didn’t know about.

How I came to this conclusion is simple; I remember reading and researching a lot of subjects and writing up long reports of what I’ve found and how I feel about it to forums (outside of the writing category) and doing a good job of it.  Readers found my posts informative and this lead me to become one of the most popular members on two particular sites; one being a spiritual and occultist site and the other being a gardening and survival site. 

I didn’t get paid for these opinions, didn’t think it was anything great; but after researching what an essayist actually is I realized this is what I was when I was living with my mum, bored to tears writing up anything from cosmological theory, theological history, social sciences, bio-science and what was on TV last night, thinking that I was simply wasting my time – I was, but I could have wasted it in a more productive way, by being a paid essayist.

I’ve actually found out my love for writing up information and opinions on my favorite subjects can and have been profitable for many writers in the past; how I sell these essays, I haven’t a clue but I love doing this, I love sharing my knowledge with other people amongst writing fiction as well.

With this being said, I will start to write up essays here on my blog to show you what I used to be like and to also ask the question “am I an essayist or is there something I’m missing in those posts”?

Thank you for reading and your comments are necessary for my fine tuning.

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What have we done?

This world is our home, a wonderful dome, filled with such diverse beauty oh what have we done?

Our home chokes to death on invisible black flames of carbon, oh what have we done?  What have we done?

Trees falling all around us, a great infestation of greed pulls them to the ground, oh what have we done?  What have we done?

What do we need so badly that we’re destroying the things we need the most?  Air, land, sea, sky, oh why, oh why, oh why?  What have we done?  Look what we’ve done!

The big brains say we’re progressing, but what is progression?  To die before we’ve lived?  We’ve no other place to go, so why are we cutting the world away like there’s an alternative?

There is no alternative

Oh what have we done?  What have we done?

We’re progressing towards mass extinction, mass end of life, mass death run rife. 

What have we done?

We can stop…

Small changes mean a lot

Giving up comforts for survival maybe our only revival – look what we’ve done, stop this… everyone?

Ignorance isn’t bliss, it’s death…

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