Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depth of your heart; confess to yourself you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. ~Rainer Maria Rilke
For the longest time I did not post anything in my blog, it seemed that half of my virtual life is maimed. I endured the agony of succumbing myself to procrastination, thinking that the monkey at my back would eventually cease pestering me. But it did not. And now, as I log in and start writing, I realize how much I missed blogging. The world may continue to turn around, days will fly as they always should… but I remain in my own turf quarreling against the demons which thwart me from taking that pen and muse over words and weave them into stories, poems, and blog entries.
Like a lover pleading for forgiveness, I offer my Muse this offering of words, that somehow, the gap between literary fervor and culpable nonchalance may turn into inspiration. That despite her silence and elusiveness, my Muse would remind me not to give up, and instead, dig deep within myself and find that iota of word that would spark my imagination.
Let the blogging begin…AGAIN.