Veritas
What I’m supposed to be is a wordslinger, a son of that tribe of men conversant with the strange secrets of the universe, an oracle in the wilderness acquainted with the esoteric voices that spring from God’s vast belly, a hierophant who brings the great unwashed closer to the sacred and arcane truths of the cosmos.
What I’m supposed to be is a storysmith, a Zen musician of mortal emotions, a connoisseur of the spirit, a warrior-poet who drinks from the cup of life deeper than most of my brethren, who intimately experiences humanity, who understands what makes us rapt or wretched or divine or damned.
What I’m supposed to be. The truth is much more sober.
Uh...
Thanks for the complement but...
Uh, you do understand that I was being sarcastic with those lines, right? I was making fun of the quasi-cosmic mumbo-jumbo writers like to clothe themselves with.
woooh!
That was....GREAT! definitely, a great one!
best regards,
melay
Why
Why, thank you. I blush nao.





What more can i say?!
Superb!!! What more can i say... WOW!!!
Very Good Description of a REAL & True writer.
"a Zen musician of mortal emotions, a connoisseur of the spirit, a warrior-poet"
You're a genius Man!!! 2 thumbs up!
i can't wait 4 more,,,
mananalaytay ang pulang tinta sa itim na pluma...