Something i wrote in 2015..cant believe myself at times..
Let me create
There are days I
wake up
When I want to
do something with my bare hands
Build something,
create something from scratch
Toil in it,
sweat and pant
Do something so
consuming that it takes all the sense of time and reality from me
Something to
consume me physically, emotionally, spiritually, intellectually
Am looking for
experience – no job, no career, no amount of partying or sexual activity can
replace it
Something for
which I would take a bullet
Something heroic
Something for
which I would leave my loved ones behind
Something which
would make me cheat, lie, deceive, scheme
Something for
which I could consider killing
A task with the
passion of a fanatic
The nurturing of
a mother
The protection
of a father
Something I can
put my whole soul into
Sit back and
have a look on what I have created
Yes I want to
create
Something with
my bare hands
Something which
leaves scars
Something which
gives me real tears of pain
Something which
shows me what is true fear, for I haven’t felt afraid in a long time
Something which
fills me with a naïve hope, so used to the ways of the world I haven’t felt
naïve in a long time
Something humane,
something primal
Away from the
sophistication and peace of my modern and intellectual lifestyle
Am not looking
for comfort and happiness, I have had enough of it
Am looking for
rage, fear, tears, pain, sweat, anger, hatred, disgust, disappointment
Am looking for
exhilaration, joy, love, epiphany, pride, glory, honour
Am a human, let
me be primal once and create something.
Yours Sincerely,
A knowledge
worker
