Another blog, another new theme, another new genre of writing. This is my sixth Blogspot’s blog and I actually have another one after this, a Chinese one where I can practice my Chinese to ensure maintenance of standard. The reason why I have to come up with another blog is that I have a place to put my output, to show my originality, yet I have not a place to put my input, a place to track back on how was it that I was inspired to produce my writings. And so along came the idea to the establishment of this site, where I intend to put other people’s works that has inspired me.
Inquisitiveness has led me to read voraciously. Ranging from Western thoughts to Eastern thoughts and now Middle Eastern thoughts, I am flabbergasted at the richness of diversity the world has to offer in terms of the elements that is running in the minds and the outcome of it. My biggest delight comes from the all time adored poet/writer/composer Shakespeare. Educated by the British system, I docilely abided in the British way of aesthetic arts appreciation, mainly literature generally speaking. I have yet to hear the British’s appreciation for arts of other forms such as dances or food. Music yes, thanks to Andrew Lloyd Webber, but certainly not culinary.
I pursued a tertiary education in USA where I enrolled myself in creative writing courses where I was exposed to the so called ‘modern poetry’ that to me is another name for ‘American poetry’. Democracy has unleashed the traditional chain of rigid rules and allowed the commoners and the sane (I always think of poetry reserved to the insane) to equally document their lives and thoughts in short stanza style. I must confess by the previous line’s tunes that I am not quite impressed by the American poets, with the exception of a few whom, are mostly from the 19th century or before that, an example being Robert Frost.
Different People have different inspirational indulgences; some choose luxurious iconic cars and cigars, others a pilgrimage on foot supported by a simple backpack. The point is to stimulate an environment where the mind, body and soul can yield to the utmost desire of the heart into a state of ecstasy. Yes, the word ‘inspiration’ dated back from the time of the gods and goddesses where to be inspired is equivalent to inhale the breath of the gods. Personally speaking, my inspirational indulgence comes from my readings and these are the stimulants to ‘inhale the breath of god’ I wish to share so that any mind’s innermost desire may be satisfied…
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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