Who Cares?

You write who cares if nobody reads it?
You read who cares if they hear it?
You listen who cares if you only hear silence?
You are silent who cares if everybody’s talking?
It is loud who cares if your head is pounding?
Who cares?
Do they notice?
Do they know?
Do they care?
Yes and No
But does it matter?
Will it make a difference?
Change your perspective
To know your audience
Who cares?
Everybody?
Nobody?
Somebody?
Do you care?

Yes and No
Yes
I do
Promising
No
I do not
Heartbreaking
Does it matter?
You write
For applause or for a cause
You read
Books to learn or burn
You listen
For silence or an audience
Who cares?
If nobody is listening
Will you stop writing?
If nobody cares
Will you start crying?
No
Because you
You also do not care
You just write
Read
Listen
For nothing
Or
Yes
Because you
You care
About everything

 

Got Boredom? Read Complexities

Since I started reading complex fiction, it has now come to my attention that my mind is rather fascinated by stories including histories, time travels, real-life underlying problems as opposed to my usual high school life reads.

I guess if I let myself read something out of my usual, progressing my mind with every book, going back to the “easies” are rather boring. They become uninteresting, as I endlessly flip through virtual pages waiting for the story to end.

It may have something to do with my age though… I am almost 21 and obviously my interests are growing too. Dramas are always welcome, but I guess the settings and the underlying situations are the most significant factors here.

My mind is uninterested into high school chatters, gossips, and puppy loves. Well.., maybe puppy loves I supposed are only interesting when there is an immense dilemma in action. A war maybe… A reincarnation… Time Travels? Mind Puzzling Crimes? Illnesses focusing on living life to the fullest..

However, those silly loves are only but for a moment on those stories. Those stories are usually engrossed with such time and emotion that if love is focused, it is the pure and rich kind. The love where you know is worth keeping.

So to my best of abilities, I am going to diligently find books in the future, that is approved by my progression. Reading on the “easies” may be a break, from the rich complexities of the intelligent writers, but they do not seem to fascinate me (not anymore). They are just I guess nothing but “breaks” nowadays.

– jasminedelacerna

Random Thoughts…

Hey wordpressers,

I finished reading “The Moon and More” by Sarah Dessen 10 minutes ago, and now I am in the midst of debating which books to read. I have 5 audio books waiting for my attention, and lots of books waiting on iBooks. However, I cannot seem to figure what to read next.

Maybe I am just indecisive. It is only 12:08 am in the morning. I know too early to bed right? So I wanted to read something new, now that I just finished the book that I have been reading for a month now, but cannot seem to make up my mind on what to read.

Tomorrow will decide for me. Now though, I am writing. I read/finished a book today, so I guess it is just right to write. Ha! Did not even know that would rhyme. Hehe! So for now, I am writing, a thought or something random.

My mind is always wide awake at night. I am a night person, and so are my parents. My father would stay up past midnight, because he has readings to do (sometimes thick books from Robert Ludlum and mostly of his work). I remember those times when I was still young. All the lights are down; while a crack shines beneath the closed door he is in.

As for my mother, she too is a night person. She works as a night nurse, and is usually up before the dawn breaks during her off times. I guess that makes me and my siblings night people too.

For now, I guess I have to wrap up and write some poetry.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off ❤