Tuesday, 5 July 2022

5/7/22 ^^^Ahhh... Jazz Lounge Malaysia

 I never knew that jazz can be so intoxicating.

So is blogging.

Combine jazz and blogging and you get the best winning formula for Wu Wei.  You simply flow.

Even when I blog, I already flow in a big way.  As a Wordsmith, I simply write.  No[w] (Not) looking back.

Perhaps the blog is my coping mechanism in dealing with isolation.  As I mentioned before, nobody gives a hoot about what other people are saying.  The internet is a megacity.  All I did was carved a piece of real estate for myself.  Starting with Dreams of Mirrors, my real estate now is now becoming an apartment complex; cheap, virtually junk, and with zero maintenance.

Writing a blog is pretty democratic.  As long as you don't bother anybody, nobody bothers you.  I had lived on that principle for the past 23 years.

Why consume if you can create?  A[s] (And) so I turned myself from a consumer to a creator.  The best part, I don't spend money on blogging.  At certain hours I tweet Els.  The tweets become the morsels to garnish my postings.

I enjoy writing so much that I stop reading what other people write except for things that I Google.

So what is the big deal?  It is pure indulgence.  You can eat so much chocolate and you drink so much wine.  Even sex is a one-shot thing for most people.  But blogging, my oh my...  You can go forever.  That is how good it is to create.

You immerse in your thoughts.  Suddenly you don't jump all over the place.  Your thoughts become structured.

I like blogging because I can write for the sake of writing.  It's my blog, hence I write whatever I please.  It doesn't have to be of commercial value.  Actually, that is the best part.  When I blog, I become a Wordsmith.

There...  I delivered my message.  No need to write a lengthy article.  This is the idea of Wu Wei.  You just do what pleases you.

I have achieved Wu Wei in my writing.  Now is to translate it to the physical pursuit.  That I need to fight the chair.  The chair is damn comfortable.

OK, Sarah...  What will I do without you?

I hang out for another hour.

Goodnight darling...






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