This is the me I never was. As Schrodinger’s cat is in the indeterminate state between life and death until observed, whereupon it becomes one or the other, when I observe myself through my writing, I collapse the wave — and I think that this is not me that I write, that I am not really one way or another but that mysterious, undecided state, instead. I think I am me only when unobserved by anyone, especially not myself. When you make me write, you force me to make a hundred decisions, a hundred guesses on what I really am. When I write my thoughts, I am creating as much as I am revealing — the act of writing, of forcing the introspection, changes the what from the thoughts you wish to show to what you can show, because thoughts are not words, not even symbols. Thoughts are feelings that do not truly fit into any of the set words that exist to describe them, and when you want to relay them, you have to shove them into whatever pre-invented forms exist — to struggle with the words, which are all you have.
So, let me be forever telling you, “Hello, this is me.” I will always be a mystery behind the words, a thing that words can never tell.
a nameless flower
3:17pm wednesday, 9th march
I agree,choosing the written word as a medium of communication does create a different "self".Yet,as a soul who chooses to write poetry and sing songs,it is this limited method that I work with to extend the invitation to another.
It's a first step in drawing closer.
Your sharing in your journal with those of us who read it,may be an approximation of your true self,but then the mystery of discovery still remains to be explored.Some of us like the mysterious aspects of life. *smiles*
a nameless flower