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Literature Is Dead
What if I told you literature was dead?
Would you believe what I said?
In fact your creativity is no longer needed just proceed to the nearest exit door.
I implore you find other options cause none of your hair-brained concoctions are really wanted anymore.
I'd suggest you explore ignoring your God-given aptitude. I'm eluding to your recent work as you call it. No matter how you try to doll it up it just sucks.
What?...
But you poured out your heart to do your part?
Ha ha ha It looks you didn't even start.
In fact everything you've ever written or thought is for naught.
You are all charlatans, just give it up before you are caught.
Everything you have ever written should be sitting at the bottom of a trash can right now
All of your talent endowed from the pen should have ended long ago.
Do you think so?
But... instead of just accepting what I stated as truth did your heart immediately deduce that this was a lie without vocalizing any cry?
Did you feel it deep down inside?
Why?
By modern means what I said could be considered true, so why did you automatically react so negatively in fact that your emotional feedback attacked my statement? Though, it's latent impact is harmless as but a fly.
By illiciting such a high response it shows your heart wants it to be false. This assault on your beliefs concedes one thing. That your creativity sings from the heart.
This sting that was imparted though only started by words converged into one small place encased within your chest. At the crest of human kindness and love this organ shoved within us all just stalled your brain and came into it's own. So what has this shown us? It must be independent if it sent out it's own indications and the implicatons for this cannot be dismissed.
In 1991 Dr. Andrew Armour found intrinsic cardiac neurons interfere on moments when our feelings upend the brains control and they come into their own. In fact they completely stand alone and are prone to interfere when things we hold dear are attacked. So, just earlier when I took a crack at belittling your profession that aggression you felt where was it dealt from?
YOUR HEART!....
We are going to have to depart with these deeply held beliefs that your brain is in control. Your hearts power is something you've known all of your life but why did it take me pointing it out with my slights for you to recognize it's might?
Shortsightedness? Perhaps?
But let's sit back for a moment and consider the programming we've have all had as children. Wasn't it considered bad if we just lept without thinking oftentimes quickly sinking in the deep end of the pool without thinking it properly through. Or perhaps back in school throwing a punch when the bully grabs your lunch? Without considering how much bigger he was and then he proceeded to shove you into a locker.
Girls! Have you ever mocked a classmate about their weight?... Did it satiate your need to make yourself feel better? But by setting her in that place did your heart immediately retaliate with guilt?
What about that bully that built a solid reputation as someone you don't mess with and you just punched him in the jaw? Well, your heart would immediately change if you saw how his parents intentionally aimed their fists towards him at home. Combing through your memory you saw bruises on...
Would you believe what I said?
In fact your creativity is no longer needed just proceed to the nearest exit door.
I implore you find other options cause none of your hair-brained concoctions are really wanted anymore.
I'd suggest you explore ignoring your God-given aptitude. I'm eluding to your recent work as you call it. No matter how you try to doll it up it just sucks.
What?...
But you poured out your heart to do your part?
Ha ha ha It looks you didn't even start.
In fact everything you've ever written or thought is for naught.
You are all charlatans, just give it up before you are caught.
Everything you have ever written should be sitting at the bottom of a trash can right now
All of your talent endowed from the pen should have ended long ago.
Do you think so?
But... instead of just accepting what I stated as truth did your heart immediately deduce that this was a lie without vocalizing any cry?
Did you feel it deep down inside?
Why?
By modern means what I said could be considered true, so why did you automatically react so negatively in fact that your emotional feedback attacked my statement? Though, it's latent impact is harmless as but a fly.
By illiciting such a high response it shows your heart wants it to be false. This assault on your beliefs concedes one thing. That your creativity sings from the heart.
This sting that was imparted though only started by words converged into one small place encased within your chest. At the crest of human kindness and love this organ shoved within us all just stalled your brain and came into it's own. So what has this shown us? It must be independent if it sent out it's own indications and the implicatons for this cannot be dismissed.
In 1991 Dr. Andrew Armour found intrinsic cardiac neurons interfere on moments when our feelings upend the brains control and they come into their own. In fact they completely stand alone and are prone to interfere when things we hold dear are attacked. So, just earlier when I took a crack at belittling your profession that aggression you felt where was it dealt from?
YOUR HEART!....
We are going to have to depart with these deeply held beliefs that your brain is in control. Your hearts power is something you've known all of your life but why did it take me pointing it out with my slights for you to recognize it's might?
Shortsightedness? Perhaps?
But let's sit back for a moment and consider the programming we've have all had as children. Wasn't it considered bad if we just lept without thinking oftentimes quickly sinking in the deep end of the pool without thinking it properly through. Or perhaps back in school throwing a punch when the bully grabs your lunch? Without considering how much bigger he was and then he proceeded to shove you into a locker.
Girls! Have you ever mocked a classmate about their weight?... Did it satiate your need to make yourself feel better? But by setting her in that place did your heart immediately retaliate with guilt?
What about that bully that built a solid reputation as someone you don't mess with and you just punched him in the jaw? Well, your heart would immediately change if you saw how his parents intentionally aimed their fists towards him at home. Combing through your memory you saw bruises on...
