Does the pen unleash the visceral?

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Does the outpouring of the words constantly spinning deep inside a tempestuous maelstrom inside your head – race forth and burst onto the paper or illuminated screen with the explosion of a thick, sticky consistency between solid and liquid?

Does the pen unleash the visceral?

Does the outpouring of the words constantly spinning deep inside a tempestuous maelstrom inside your head – race forth and burst onto the paper or illuminated screen with the explosion of a thick, sticky consistency between solid and liquid?

Does the apertures freed up within your mind, conjure up more opportunities, for more deeply concealed thoughts forever in the hunt for the secret Gateways of Expression: provided by the Deity they know only as the Pen or its lower Demiurge — the keyboard?

Does the pleasurable feelings coursing through your veins as you read those unconstrained fonts — nurture and fuel the wells of the mind to produce more – perpetually fuelling the tempestuous maelstrom?

Does the self-seduction of writing consume and entrap your ever-watchful eyes?

Does the ever-changing tapestry of surrealistic landscapes, suddenly appearing and dancing before your tightly closed eyes as you sleep – bewitch you?

Does the enjoyment reflecting the primitive emotions coursing through your veins as you triumphantly conquer, a difficult paragraph, or the structuring of a narrative, enamour you to do more?

Does a life standing within a peculiar silence, intermixing with hushed breathing as you free those wondrous fonts for the world’s voyeuristic eyes — interest you?

Does a life of writing: free from the distractive measures of the World — gush through your soul with romantic grandeurs of fame and fortune?

Does a writer’s emancipation reveal a Song of Expression only you and its readers can hear?

Does it reverberate within, these worldly tales of description?

Does it reflect essences of that which you truly resemble – a false dichotomy: that fragile and powerful character you wilfully hide from the world — only sometimes freeing through the written?

Well only you know the answers!

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