There is no justification for writing anything anymore. Everything that ever mattered had already been written—in all possible languages, some languages even went extinct despite their brilliance in literature—and there is only so much we can do to turn words into actions; and later actions into impact. Yet,
Perhaps the complexity of my thoughts and the simplicity of my words can only procreate punchy 1-2-liners. Sad.
Wow.
Also, even if this post seems to discourage reading on the internet, this is the very reason I like to spend time reading a selected few writers like you :)
Perhaps the complexity of my thoughts and the simplicity of my words can only procreate punchy 1-2-liners. Sad.
Wow.
Also, even if this post seems to discourage reading on the internet, this is the very reason I like to spend time reading a selected few writers like you :)