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Whatever you write, you write from the heart. And naturally, there are listeners.
posted by
anib
on November 8, 2019 at 12:10 AM
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Re: Aba Brother- a fine essay/post
This is a fine observation you made Sis Pres.. I feel, that there is a certain calling of some authors to which one gets drawn to helplessly. For example, the Gita makes me feel that Oh? I’m the one, it is spoken exactly the way I’m thinking. Then I become one with what is taught. A philosopher, a theologician, a philosopher, a Karma yogi all identify themselves as a part, and that’s the attraction, true at all times of delusion. Similarly I’m a fan of Dryden for his satirical humor and wonderful choice of words that gives rhythm. But for me, no one to beat T S Eliot and his classicity! The more difficult they are, the more the pleasure for me. Thank you so much for your constant encouragement.
posted by
anib
on November 8, 2019 at 12:08 AM
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I don't think that My writing is good but I have started to write essays for myself....like Freedom of thought but how it must be truth not just what I believe...Faith according to Kbu...what life was like as a country kid in Australia back when.
posted by
Kabu
on November 6, 2019 at 4:18 PM
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i neglected to answer your question about whether there is material for great books here at Blogit. To me, it seems obvious. There is that, indeed. I feel there is a story within each person, here or elsewhere, if they choose to make it known and can do so with a degree of skill. We’ve all got a take to tell. Or ten. 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on November 6, 2019 at 1:55 AM
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Aba Brother- a fine essay/post
How I love this write! Literature brings something to the table for each reader. Great literature touches a reader’s soul - deeply. Before literature existed in the form of the written word, the bard was, in essence, the book. It is innate that we as a species wish to tell our stories, teach our lessons, or entertain our tribes, I think. One begs the question, for whom then is literature written/spoken; the speaker or the listener, the author or the reader? And for what purpose? Writer and reader are dependent upon one another, a team, perhaps. And why dies literature exist? To elevate our consciousnes, as you said, seems correct. And therein lies the distinction between great literature and - what’s left. Thank you for a truly great write. 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on November 6, 2019 at 1:48 AM
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