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| Illustration by Büke Schwarz |
On Emotional Writings
I dislike emotional
writings. That is, my emotional writings. And yet, it's what I do.
It's what fills my blog, my entries, this line. My words, they
stretch for emotions, because they're easy to entwine. It's easy to
whine.
Easy. That's the
reputation we uphold. We spread and learn and spread that emotions
are a threat. That emotions are for savages, for those who lack the
mind to enforce control. Out of fear of the primitive, we leave the
wild and hide in the cities.
Surrounded by
ever-growing buildings splitting the air, we are thankful for the
confined space to think. We embrace the narrow rooms to feel. And
while I don't hide, I am scared enough to know that I should dislike
what I do.
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