Blank Canvas

A philosophy reading about change and starting a new path with a fresh surface

New beginnings, new adventures, blank rough canvases.

 Here comes that gut wrenching feeling you've had for the past few months that something is about to occur. Your body trembles at the thought of the unfamiliarity, your brain feels overloaded with the rush of emotions you get flooding in starting from anticipation, fear, adrenaline and then curiosity. Your heart palpitations quicken at the thought of change. 

Change. Such a feared word by the majority. Not for one individual. Why you may ask yourself? Well my fellow friend, she's ready to step off the accustomed path she was veered off to, and start from scratch. This time, she'll be wise to only welcome what she wishes to be on her white unmarked canvas. However, it'll be slightly different, in a way that once or twice she'll let a few splashes of colour and darkness slip past her into the surface of her bare beginnings. 

These are what makes her new journey so fearsome yet exhilarating at the same time. Why now you may ask? There comes a time that every human being to find it dull seeing the same overused strokes on their battered canvas full of traces of what should or should not be coating the surface. Now however, the drums are pounding in sync with our hearts, the clocks are ticking and sighing with our breaths and the clouds are listening to our footsteps telling us to take our shabby canvases off the shelf, and toss it behind us so it lies atop the peddle stones on which we used to walk on everyday. 

Lace up your shoe laces, quicken your pace, and shake off your misgivings to embrace your anticipation for the new you.

Author's Note

What do you think of the style of writing? I believe it still needs some work to develop fully... Any advice would be appreciated!

Reviews

[Dot]

Greetings.

Taking into account the Author's note, I will primarily analyze the style with a secondary opinion on the subject matter,

Firstly, what taps me on the shoulder, catching me off guard, is the use of second person. Now I'm caught off guard for two reasons, firstly that I hold a personal disposition towards its usage which I find difficult to settle, and secondly, second person in writing of this kind is somewhat rare from my readings; used only in exiguous portions and combined with metaphor to help detail and exposition intended symbolism. In this respect, I feel you have used second person adequately; the opening paragraph placing within the reader a sensation - which at that time is unknown and unidentified - that shall be deciphered and used at a later stage in the writing. It's a great technique I've seen in multiple sources, and I must say, you use the technique well indeed, allowing the reader to connect with feelings they have felt...but never quite understood perhaps; laying dormant within like a parasite of incomprehension.

We then get - somewhat bluntly - introduced to the parasite, named change, with succeeding sentences stating a fear revolves around it, and further questions as to why a fear exists. The author - whom tapped the reader on the shoulder moments ago - now has their arm around the reader's shoulder, in a befriending stance - from experience, I know that this creates for some an awkwardness for people who have just met. Yet, having come from on guard to being comforted by a stranger, feels as if one had been hit by a small motor vehicle, knocked unconscious, and when awaking, found oneself being delightfully comforted by someone unknown; leaving one feeling lavishly welcome in the depths of some forgotten mishap. Indeed, the arm begins to comfort, and we graciously sweep into the understanding of the parasite...the fear, that is, change, and an apprehension that "a few splashes of colour and darkness [will] slip past her into the surface of her bare beginnings."

There is no conceited meaning in this short piece, none indeed, the feel is as if the author knows what they want to say, and do not have to decipher a path to express the intended goal. That's something I highly respect among writing of this kind, the ability to keep the subject matter linear, simple, and uncomplicated; forwardly sighted towards the end product, that being, I'd assume, complete understanding of the proposition. The second paragraph however, somewhat incongruously, is doused in imagery, which seemingly should make one feel a bit lost, yet, strangely, one feels a sense of profound connection with the words, which is fascinating considering the structure of the piece, that being something along the lines of - Introduction and the unknown, the matter and the revealing, explication and addition to understanding, and finally, conclusion and comprehension. One feels as if they understand, but perhaps unbeknownst as to why, this, I feel is where a little more could be added, imagery or no imagery, that needs to act as the mirror of understanding; providing a reflection that one understands like the form of their own being.

The final quote, very nice, indeed a line most will bear in mind after they have finished reading.

My opinion of the message you portray here, divine, and one I too have written about in my time, which perhaps I could send you via a message would you be interested. There indeed, at varying times in an individual's life, are time when one is led into introspection and intra-evaluation, the resulting from a multitude of possible reasons. My first was a sever despair in the face of a world I learned was almost impossible for me to understand, the resulting insight led me into my core, wherein I have developed an understanding of the world, but from the only perspective that matter and is possible for me to comprehend...my own. It is these reflections that, from experience, are profoundly insightful, and important for one to experience, no matter how dark, and these reflections lead to change. Change being the crux of this short piece, the message is clear, and something I agree with you.

The texture, I feel, is very clear, which is both beneficial and a hindrance, beneficial in regards of portraying the message you intend to spread, but a hindrance in the respect of uniqueness, freshness, and any sort of neo-style. That's why I have decided to write by two pseudonyms, one for philosophy, one for fiction, the former author shall express ideas and what knowledge I wish to share with others in a format that is understandable not to a rarefied group of intelligentsia, but the masses, informed, uninformed, educated or uneducated, and the latter author is when I shall bask in my love of language, grammar, and vocabulary, because fiction gives way to experimentation, and it is that I truly love, and crave.

Keep writing, I would love to read more, and if I have time this evening, I shall review your "crack of dawn" too.

[Hazy Sights]

Thank you for your feedback! I will keep writing taking all of your advice into consideration. :)