Feet: I stand as an independent writer, a poet. I keep a pad where I scribble down
My daily thoughts. Writing serves me as a gardail. Also, deeply enrootes me into my existence.
Heart: what I like about writing is communicating ideas, feelings experiences for myself first of all, also to others. Just as a much as I like learning from others I enjoy sharing my existence with peers. It gives me a sense of importance.
Hands: I feel that writing is none other than an enriching sharing experience both for the writer and the reader. Indeed, writing can be taken as therapeutically approach for Writer what is not to be lesser than the reader’s experience who learns either the good or the bad.
Stomach: what is regrettable about writing is lacking a clear purpose or having our the message that we want to get across being misunderstood. Writing is very personal and if our writing is understated for what ir is .
Ear: I have heard that writing is the focal point in human civilization. The media networks and written press are major socio- economics catalysts and whoever controls them control opinions. For the simple and plain reason that information is control. I hear that it is not always righteously used and biased.
Brain: written communication is a common denominator to all civilization. Writing vehicles ideas, feelings, love& hate hope & despair, revolution, lies war & peace. Long before the discovery of papyrus, cavemen painted their existence on walls with bloods and different sort of pigments. It must be in our DNA that need to affect and impregnate
Our environnement with a bit of us. The perfect example is to look at a baby insatiable need to constantly draw
