So... Something
I've lost my taste for essays, just now
I’ve lost the taste for essays. It’s like that sometimes.
I can say what I need to say quite plainly, really. Essay-crafting isn’t about communication, it’s about hypnosis. And essay-reading is mostly about self-hypnosis.
I find it so… something, just now. Tedious, maybe. Ingrown. Not quite manipulative, but.
You want to be hypnotized into a worldview, and I want to hypnotize you into a worldview. So we do our little dance.
What’s it like to write from a place that needs nothing from you?
Can I write from a place of simply stewarding words, ideas, and feelings well?
Or something like that. Maybe I can at least edit from that place.
I was needing to be hypnotized by something that doesn’t state much, and these 429 characters did it pretty well.
Sounds mysteriously like…………embodiment? Roll with it brother. There is energy in that little…..blurb? Can’t call it an essay lol.