Writing Makes Wrongs Right

Hang loose and don’t be afraid to slip…

When there is nowhere to turn to but the laptop, typewriter, paper and pen, chalk and board or nails, blood and wall to communicate — then so be it and let it be.

Humans need to be heard, whether to scream out injustice, whisper sweet nothings, or ponder out loud questions that may not even have answers; the written word — compact, defined (if not necessarily always refined), poetic, punchy, real yet abstract — is a friend to nurture so it becomes part of our nature.

We need not sit in the corner alone — silent, unmoving and unmoved — when our fingers can dance upon keyboards speaking out for us; sometimes answering individual questions hive-minds are yet to see as important; sometimes generalising by asking blanket questions and opening umbrella inquires to see the next idea-seed drop down and grow; always pushing on, progressive and profound— modernity moving forward into a future where lessons are learnt by looking at our progenitors’ pomp and circumstance and using new language and literature to create the trials and traditions of the future; as your voice resides within a choir of resounding profundity, all words stand together to make statements, all statements collectively create meaning and all meaning harmonises to declare: I am here. With all of you. Right now.