This is so sad when a person is at a lost for words and is a writer 🤦‍♀️ but the issue of inspiration is not the problem this time. It’s more on how to start this blog.
How do you start writing the idea if it escapes you? Are you, like me, honest to say writer’s block is your friend (in the moment) and you have mechanisms to cope with the block? One of my tendencies is to walk away for the moment, praying earnestly, the idea will come. I’m, even, willing to admit rhetoric fills my brain and I just sit and type … seems like what I’m doing now 🤷‍♀️ but, thankfully, it has lead me to the idea.
When all else has failed and you’ve tried (experienced) everything there is to experience — then discovery comes — no more block! No more heartache! I’ve achieved my goal in whatever I was trying to accomplish. After all was said and done…. “And, Then What” happens …
And, Then What? From grade school to achieving goals to live life Success in singlehood or a husband taking a wife Working hard from day to day Being with loved ones for special holidays Singing, laughing; the occasional sorrow and tears Precious moments experienced every year These simple notations, to everyone, clear-cut But a question remains ... "And, Then What?" The powerful question answered with rhetoric Covers to prove methods of "cleverness" Kind of sad to realize the limitations in planning Showing the emptiness of life regardless of understanding Are you able to grasp the point to the writing's angle? Life is as vapor, chasing the wind, leaving us entangled Entangled in thinking; pressing ahead But after accomplishment a looming dread The dread is: eventually we get to the "but" Conjunction is the suggestion ... "And, Then What?" Anguished! Confused! Still don't get it? A world allowed choices which end in transmit Think about it ... We're going to leave this earth Even leaving a supposed legacy will lose its worth Legacies are based on people passing on a history Otherwise, a forgotten path taken with no inquiry Millions dying, being born - all at the same time An unstoppable evolution to everyday grind Family, friends, politicians ... enemies Get it -- we are generations of specialties Legends in time like Thomas Edison And the scientists of this time bettering our medicines It's the world's epidemic People of skill academically Strange to believe ... One day my generation will completely be gone And, maybe, some positive deposits that will live on Important to establish whatever the strive it's ultimately a connective Good or bad is the person's directive The touchy subject in belief to a life hereafter Either way ~ there is a thought to capture Be it resolved no matter your rebut The question will remain ... "And, Then What?"
Tweaked Exert by Katherine Matthews
