Purely Based on Nothing

Separate the writer from the speaker, and you simply get a perspective. Put it together and you get a personal experience. Often times, it’s hard to know when.
Is it really all that important to dissemble the person behind the words rather than grasp the meaning and concept of the words themselves?
I pose an indirect request, but a conflicted one.
I write to construct…to form a point of view, to describe something in a refreshing way, or to simply organize my thoughts. Either way, I want to be heard.
I cannot control the reaction, but I can force an opinion. The writer has the right to do that. However, most of the time it’s about my own thoughts; my own depictions. I struggle to portray things from an angle that is all-around objective, all by itself. But at the same time I cannot remove myself from my writing…the choice makes all the difference; the choice, as in the method and technique and the words that I select.
So I bury bits and pieces of myself within the selection of words, rather than the subject or the perspective I give. At least, it’s what I aim to do. Not to say though, that I don’t like to use what I’ve experienced as a motivation for what I express.
I’m a firm believer of a theory that I came to realize about myself. Everyone, and I say literally everyone’s first impression of me is always the same. Since it takes me a long, grueling time for me to open up (feeling totally myself around a person), taking a while to verbally express my thoughts, writing was an outlet. Now it’s become, dare I say it, a passion. It’s the first skill that I’ve come to terms with as something I want to progress, but not necessarily become the best at. My goal is to be able to express, appropriately, adequately, according to the object or subject of which I’m trying to describe, rather than competing. Subconsciously, maybe it has to do with a bit of insecurity? I know I cannot become the best. The best has already come and gone; everything has been done and said. More importantly though, there are opinions; a lot of them.
I want to steer away from overindulging myself in introspection…without God in the picture, it leads to absolutely nowhere. The gluttony in emotions is a direction towards self-destruction when there’s just one purpose in mind: to gratify it. So I try to keep Him at the root of what I say, though at times my efforts are in vain.
The thing with expressing feelings, is that it’s hard not to use statements or metaphors that has been overused. I cringe when I catch myself being cliché, so I strive to be different - so ironically what everyone wants, but in different manifestations. I want to pose a new expression, and that’s what I intend to do in every piece I write.
Ideally, I would want the reader to consider the words themselves, and possibly learn something about themselves. I say that, but I feel that my writing is so personal. Even when I attempt to discuss purely objective matters, I end up concluding that it still has revealed a lot about myself.
Even in what I aspired to do here, I produced something entirely different.