What is this desire for you to reach out, to tell the world what you're all about? To place into words your mind and soul, to place a piece of what you take from the whole? What do you think to gain in saying, the thoughts and feelings that others are praying? Why do you write, have you figuered it out? is it for joy, pain, suffering or doubt? Is it to release who you are from the madness inside, or to release what you know others may hide? Is it a communion with your very soul and mind, or a journey of life with yourself as the guide? I mean, why do you write with such flair and intent, to go where you feel no others have went? Do you find that the more you write the more you see, that the you that you write lies in him, her and me? We think that we're different but the road that we walk, is one filled with sameness of which we don't talk. Because we see different we think that it is, like a spark lighting fire or a love filled with bliss. So why do you write, have you really asked yourself? Is it to fling deep expressions that lie high on your shelf? Is it freedom at its best or desire uncontained, that leads you to writing again and again? Do you hope to touch someone as you have never before, or to simply cast your essence from shore onto shore? Whatever you write for, it's your private session, a session that all call human expression.