all play & no work makes jack a mere toy.
in this case jack is not a boy.
in fun he does not annoy.
in task his tank's only half filled with oil.
makes me wonder: to half-fuck, what is the joy?
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J.CONJURES
Certain events, be it trivial, major or random, inspire me. They are illustrated here in my sentiments. I do not favour narrating events of my life in a straight-forward manner, as I am trying to cultivate a personal emotional stand in my writings.
The constant usage of hyperbole serves to amplify the emotional attachment that I should, but often not, have to my writings. Finding the perfect words to express my feelings is a challenge to me.
The ideas and views expressed here may not be agreeable to all but they are written through my perception, in an attempt to counter my lack of creativity and self-direction.
Only when I am able to vividly capture and develop my thoughts in words do I consider myself a true writer.
