The Quagmire of my Discontent: The Apocalypse of WeeSaul - Abondon all hope, ye who enter here!!!

For they're long gone
I guess I just didn't know how
I was all wrong...

Funny it is that the littlest things of this existence will snap me out of the funk that I sometimes find myself in. If I set out to bring a smile to my soul, I shall never find it. But if I just accept the fact that there will be times when I do not feel good about my lot in life and just live, out of the clear blue sky a bolt of lightening will strike me upon the head and force me to realize that in many ways I am very fortunate in this world that the Fates have provided for me...

And therein ye shall find the pot o' gold at the end of the rainbow, and find it I do believe I have for somewhere deep within my soul I possess the ability to create with the written word. Why I have been granted this special ability I will never know and how I will use it to its fullest I have not a single clue, but it is there. I know all about this power I have, and I have known about for a very long time, and yet there is something that is holding me back from using it to its full potential...

Strange it is that when one is given a gift that many do not possess how that person will take the gift for granted and allowed it to go unused for long periods at a time. I know that at times I become rusty and my gift becomes tarnished from the lack of use, but with a little polish and elbow grease it can be made to shine with a luster that blinds even my self...

I may not be one of the great writers of my generation, but I know that I can put words together in such a way as to cause others to enjoy them greatly. And I enjoy crafting words into pictures that I can share with the world. And I enjoy it far more than most, including myself, realize. And that is what has taken me so long to figure out - the fact that above all of my other activities I enjoy writing most of all...

At least through this little mental exercise that I have been engaged in here, I finally have realized what the major problem is with my works, and the answer to my problem is that I really should be less critical of pieces that I have written. As I have told a friend of mine lately, far less judgment should be placed upon what one does, and far more acceptance and praise should be given in the effort - the elimination of negativity will set the soul free and with it there will be joy without limits...

This sermon was sponsored in part by the fine folks at the Starbucks located within my neighbourhood Barnes & Noble...

This is the Word of the AntiCrust...

Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...