Writing, for me, is about being in my own skin. I don’t have to impress anyone.

No agendas.

No demands.

Observe my own thoughts; accept them.

Here they simply are the truth of a moment.

They exist only in this moment.

Ultimately, on the page, through my pen, I Can Let Those Thoughts Go.

Writing is my Zen.

I fail at blogging because I try to force content. Other blogs fail me for the same reason. Forced content for the reason of keeping reader numbers up. I don’t believe the author believes their own words. I see a lack of conviction, a lack of passion.

People are searching for something, and, they believe if they can find the answer in other people. That’s why productivity blogs are so popular. If you hang around long enough you might find the answer to all their problems.

They fail to realize the answer isn’t out there. It is within themselves.

People believe they are special. Their blog will draw hundreds, thousands of readers each day. If they only write about the right thing. Only they find they are special, like everyone else. There is no drive to write daily or even weekly. They give up before they find their passion.

There was a commentary I was made of aware of recently Gin, Television and Social Surplus. When I heard it the first time on a podcast, it was like a lightening bolt. Basically the premise is that television allowed us to cope with the mass amounts of free time the developing world suddenly had beginning after World War II. Now with the Internet, simply being passive isn’t enough; we want to be involved, to do something, to create. People have this mental surplus that we’ve been using to watch television for fifty plus years, and now we are tapping into it. But we’ve only just begun.

There are thousands of blogs created and abandoned out there, of people who tried to create something. I want to create something, to Be Something. It’s why we look for our fifteen minutes of fame we want to be Special; failing to realize that we are special to somebody closer. We can be remarkable to friends, family, even as large as community. Instead of being famous for whatever it is that people get famous for.

The other point the article made was that being passive consumers is no longer desirable. Believing in a religion that we do not control is no longer acceptable. Living a life based on fate is no longer conceivable.

Things like the Law of Attraction are so popular because it is a way in which we can control our life. But, still, belief returns, telling us outside influences can make ups happy. Money, houses, cars, green products. Bigger, better, newer. With these tools you can buy yourself happiness, friends (not that I’m saying poverty makes people happy either). Work less hours, work more hours for yourself, be flexible for yourself. Consume more products, but only environmentally friendly ones. Are there just a few more hours in the day?

I don’t have any answers to the things I’ve brought up. I know less than when I started writing.

I end where I begin. Writing is my Zen. I find my peace, my passion, my drive. I must continue for survival and growth.

If I were profound I would challenge you to find “your happy place” and “your passion”. I would never be so petty. I presume you are capable of find your own way if you want to find it.