Find Your Voice in Silence

Hey Bloggers!

How do you talk to someone, when you cannot even find your own voice? You want to be heard, but you are unable to make out a single word. Mind of yours is full of thoughts and ideas, but your mouth is silent. You feel that pull from your mind “that control” to step back from verbal expression, and you wonder whether you are just engineered to be a thinker and writer… nothing more.

You speak and your words sound forced and rehearsed. Words are your friend, only if it is read, heard, or written, but once it is spoken, it becomes a stranger: a stranger with no intentions of identifying your verbal competency. Talking to you is only used for simple responses such as: Good, I’m Fine, How About You, and Thank You. Even a simple “hello” is difficult to enunciate.

A smile is the best you can do. It eliminates the dilemma of topics to talk about, the measure of its interest level, expectation of feedbacks, and ultimately the risk of being judged by word choices, expressions, and opinions. Silence literally saves you. It saves you from your careless mouth, the listening ears, and the factory of accompanying adversities.

This is jblogger, signing off ❤

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Middle

Middle
Is where I am
I am the in progress
The processing
My location is in between
I am not the sun
Nor the rain
Just the shade
Not quite
Nor enough
But getting there
I had begun my journey
But have not arrived
Not in a hurry
Taking my time
Not freezing
Nor burning
Just warm
Filled with potentials
To be and become
Riding along
Passing through
Waiting
To get to you

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

 

Writer’s Block

Hey wordpressers,

Have you ever just felt the urge to write something, but do not quite know what to write about? You want to write something, to just express everything, but just don’t quite know where or how to start…

So all you have are beginnings. This potential to become a prose, but they never seem to reach to a completion.. They just stay backspaced, and all you have is nothing.

I have been experiencing this for quite some time now. I may be experiencing the “writer’s block” syndrome. I mean really it is of no big deal, because it is not like many of you actually read my blog or if any even…

So really there is no pressure from you readers, however, the battle of being unable to produce a written prose and the urge to craft one is becoming a problem. Many times I want to produce a written blog, but fail to do so.

Whatever this is, I am battling it with my readings. I have been reading a lot, and I just took a break for a week now because I figured I have to change this repeated tasks I am living. However, I just cannot wait to read my next novel.

Perhaps, reading has become a hobby or a habit, while my writing abilities has deteriorated… I guess I just need balance.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off<3

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

An awful excuse for you…

Hey wordpressers,

It has now occurred to me that I now have this fulfilling number of 50 followers and counting on my account.

I very much appreciate the likes, follow, and comments. Just found out few seconds ago that I actually hit the big ‘5’ ‘0’ thank you.

My original goal was to write. A lot. Proses on here. And poems on my poem site, but instead all I have given to you are daily pictures.

Capturing my life on the outside.. Mostly pictures of food (mainly because the urge to capture a moment of food before experiencing them on the buds of my tongue is such a necessity) and once in a while I also take random photographs.

You see.. Moments are infinite and yet if not captured in our minds or on scene capturing devices they are forgotten or better yet, never recorded. Not in history books, not on the storage cabinets in our minds, not on anyone’s story..

So readers… This is my excuse for not writing. I have to admit I am guilty of not writing anymore. I do however am reading lots and capturing moments. However, that would still be an awful excuse. Once and for all to the wonderers.. to what happened to the proses.. I am going to start writing again.

Thank You for your patience.

– jasminedelacerna ❤