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The Minstrel Boy, to the war has gone
“Land of Song!” said the warrior bard
The Minstrel fell, but the foe man’s chains
And said, “No chains shall sully thee!”
~The Minstrel Boy: Black Hawk Down
I am a thinker.
I express my mind on things that matter and I do it proudly yet softly. I'm not a shouter. I'm a whisperer, a singer and I keep alive the stories I know. I write what appeals to my thoughts and my emotions, for I cannot deny that I am emotional. I will try anything to open up my mind so long as it causes no harm.
I put wax and cotton in my ears to experience deafness.
I bound my feet to a wheelchair for a day to experience, at least to the best extent, being wheelchair-bound.
I do not have to blindfold myself. I am already blind. I was born with under-developed optic nerves. There's no cure, but if there were, I would not accept it.
I am curious however, to knwo what it is like for a day, to have "normal" vision. However, I am afraid.
I am afraid of losing the vision I already have. I am afraid of becoming blind to the diversity of the world. I am afraid of prejudice.
My writings reflect my beliefs, my thoughts and what I see. I see as Erik, the Phantom. I see as Frankenstein's Creation. I see as Adrea Bocelli. I see as the Blind Surgeon.
I see as Myself.
I write instead of crying. I write to honour the stories I've lived and the stories I've been told. I write to honour those I hold dear.
I write to make Erik, the Musketeers, and Frankenstein's Creation proud.
I write to make the fallen warriors of times past and present proud, to assure them that their passing is not in vain.
I write to let nothing be forgotten, for someone dear to me taught me a valuable lesson:
"When you Create, Create with Passion!"
This is my Passion.
~~"The candle that burns the brightest is, most often, the shortest lived." - For Pendrell Vodalia II... Rest in Peace, my T'hy'la