Don’t you get tired of rules? Someone or something trying to manipulate and determine all the things in your life? How fast you can drive, one way streets, no “U” turns, taxes upon taxes, No Parking, outrageous gas prices (currently of the past), forced Obama Care, forced acceptance of illegal immigrants, contrived definition of same sex marriage as “normal,” or that abortion isn’t murder.
How many times have you regretted not speaking up or standing up for what you believed was right? If you say it’s just once there may be a question of facing reality. We all have caved in on numerous occasions for a multitude of fears, real or imagined.
I’m at that stage where ignoring the rules contrary to my beliefs, as it pertains to writing are over. No API, Chicago styles need apply. It may not be grammatically perfect, or in any sense a work of art according to the publishing industry. To me that’s all the more reason to ignore them.
I have something to say and it’s not going to be stored in a file somewhere anymore, for that “someday” it might be pertinent. It’s about today! The here and now. The words are not going to die unwritten as long as my fingers can manipulate the keyboard. If that fails, let my voice ring true and clear for speech to text conversion. If those fail let my toes do the work. If my body fails let me follow Steven Hawking’s example to never surrender!
Dr. Wayne Dyer is remembered for reminding us that what others think of us is none of our business. In truth, it is their problem to deal with. Opinions are dangerous assumptions of knowing more than another that are fueled by ego. Thoughts are my own and ask no one’s permission. Sharing those thoughts are personal, asking nothing in return. The willingness to open up and be transparent may be the ultimate of truth.
Am I to be concerned by what others will think of contrary views? Are others not to be afforded the same freedom to offer a different thought from my own? Do I have to like it? Must I agree? The idea is to accept another’s right to think.
That freedom, as all freedom, comes with a price. Always does, always will. The greatest freedom recorded in the history of all time, came at the point of death. It was the death that demonstrated the greatest example known to mankind of love. It lives beyond the cross of Calvary.
I have no false illusions of anything so great. To simply be a voice that rings true. Unafraid to write it with thought towards denying ego any space.
There are others I desire to encourage in a like fashion, yet do not look for their acceptance or even acknowledgment. In reading this it may seem altruistic or naive to others who do not know me. You are invited to follow my words to know me better at awordmerchant.com .