Even further into graystone.Greystone.
Usually in highschool any time I could write I did. There was no such thing as " writer's block". It only took to look upon the professional view to understand to these so called modernist people that such a thing existed. As if the wild child that no one cares about. There was no such thing as writers block because it is a myth. Even if I am to say this- none will believe it because they do want to actually expand nor broaden their boundaries. No manner in this world should you ever allow an excuse to hinder an idea. All ideas are sacred. All ideas don't ever end. And there is never an ending to a story unless you have a purpose and people who make up " writer's block" as their purpose yet excuse have no purpose as writers and yet heart felt people. But faggots sworn of clay and barley-these ash dolls have no light in the morning but dribble and dabble in coffee and this modernist's society's wears. Occasionally one would watch a Good Morning America, but only in the light of empowerment not preying and praying down to some identity yet deity of social subculture of modernist light!
When they are light and lit these clay dolls of barley and mud clay-they only harden and crack under severe pressure and to assume; they are not real writers nor real anything at all.
There is no reason anyone should give an excuse to an idea-it is limitless with purpose and only people with none give such ideas weakness to which they never develop them and they take forever and never to get them done. If done at such a turtle pace-you might as well consider not doing it and do something else for a living or life. Never complain because they are people who never complain with what little of care they are given and what little time they have to even work and make mountains out of it and all to say-it is not a sum of intelligence but a sum of well mind and morals.
Nor sane friend does the ambition to gut their own ambition. You either write or you live or you either do not and live not as all you wish to ever be. Forever letting this nag you as a Ghost.
But even if I have ventured across the written realm-an unsung hero; I would never become said ghost of romantic life as egret of hell and spawn-a hypocrite of thawne dawn. I would try and never give any excuses but simply in time-it is not a craft dependent on self but the condition of a socially dying people. And simply you cannot change the world as you can change a stories world in a chapter or word or revelation. No; you cannot do it at all. The world can only allow luck to you have much trying and hardship through five years and everything will not ever work out because the story written in this reality is to curse you and all you of that color. Those of your skin and yet those of your writing and creation kin. Might want to pen a tale of africa but one company has never been romantic to people of the color of creation nor skin; to ever even begin with in terms of anything that is anything at all. The only truth within is to not succeed and not to even venture in this culture of blissfully lucky people of bad estates and ventures and their embrace of a culture they never understand least it reaches a certain tv show or interviews across interview networks on that tv station. They will never know and yet they will never ever reach out for the past at their finger tips. No- some writer has to point this simple shit that should be simple in this era as clicking a whistle on a phone that is akey to the information. But yet; never respect the cultures of storytelling-respect you a great thief of stealing cultures and making them well to your well colored not humanistic-herostic manners. I bet not-ever one should ever of the true dominion ever speak or every twisted bitch will come to kil them. And that is exactly the entirety of this world of Greystone.
When they are light and lit these clay dolls of barley and mud clay-they only harden and crack under severe pressure and to assume; they are not real writers nor real anything at all.
There is no reason anyone should give an excuse to an idea-it is limitless with purpose and only people with none give such ideas weakness to which they never develop them and they take forever and never to get them done. If done at such a turtle pace-you might as well consider not doing it and do something else for a living or life. Never complain because they are people who never complain with what little of care they are given and what little time they have to even work and make mountains out of it and all to say-it is not a sum of intelligence but a sum of well mind and morals.
Nor sane friend does the ambition to gut their own ambition. You either write or you live or you either do not and live not as all you wish to ever be. Forever letting this nag you as a Ghost.
But even if I have ventured across the written realm-an unsung hero; I would never become said ghost of romantic life as egret of hell and spawn-a hypocrite of thawne dawn. I would try and never give any excuses but simply in time-it is not a craft dependent on self but the condition of a socially dying people. And simply you cannot change the world as you can change a stories world in a chapter or word or revelation. No; you cannot do it at all. The world can only allow luck to you have much trying and hardship through five years and everything will not ever work out because the story written in this reality is to curse you and all you of that color. Those of your skin and yet those of your writing and creation kin. Might want to pen a tale of africa but one company has never been romantic to people of the color of creation nor skin; to ever even begin with in terms of anything that is anything at all. The only truth within is to not succeed and not to even venture in this culture of blissfully lucky people of bad estates and ventures and their embrace of a culture they never understand least it reaches a certain tv show or interviews across interview networks on that tv station. They will never know and yet they will never ever reach out for the past at their finger tips. No- some writer has to point this simple shit that should be simple in this era as clicking a whistle on a phone that is akey to the information. But yet; never respect the cultures of storytelling-respect you a great thief of stealing cultures and making them well to your well colored not humanistic-herostic manners. I bet not-ever one should ever of the true dominion ever speak or every twisted bitch will come to kil them. And that is exactly the entirety of this world of Greystone.
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