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Express yourself.... (Yeah) A whole never ending supply of blank space just for you to express yourself.

While I was talking to Dan earlier today, he asked me about something that his mother had said to him about music. It was to the effect of "music is just one way of expressing emotion" or something like that. Basically what he asked me, though, was whether it was musical, or whether it was a need to express yourself somehow -JessicaSkater

• Quite a wonderful conversation... My mother is a musician of various instruments and her voice; she told me that we have a need to express ourselves, and she was speaking of music at the time. The conversation between Jessica and I was about whether we have a need to Musically express ourselves, or whether its a need to excersize our individual talents/ express ourselves, vent emotions perhaps. I believe its the latter, and that also my mother was correct in that I'm suppressing some kind of musical talent that I have; I can physically and emotionally feel the urge to play music. Humming just doesn't cut it anymore. ~Danopian, incurable romantic optimist~

Expression is a way of exploding because those that don't express themselves end up exploding. I explode on paper, in bursts of colors that stain the carpet and the margins. I explode artfully and gracefully every chance I get. I left the shrapnel penetrate every mind in the vicinity, I let the words on the tip of my tongue tingle all they want until finally, I just spill them out to those I trust. It's expression in it's truest form.

sometimes writing is all that i have. i don't know what else to do. i can't put down the pen, or pencil, or take my hands away from the keyboard. there is nothing but letters. little marks on ground up trees suddenly turning into meaning. maybe i'm hoping it'll put meaning in my life. in what i'm feeling. i just keep the pen moving, keep the fingers moving, and then i correct my typos. the backspace key is my friend. and now it's happening again, i can't find a stopping place for the thoughts. if this were on paper i'd stop writng periods now, but i can type a lot faster than i can write. still, i'm making mistakes. mistakes. i'm not spelling words right. i'm typing the wrong thing in the wrong place and then i go back and change it. is this real then? is it all one edit? was there something real here, before i changed it, corrected it, made it read right? whatever it is, it's all i have. only words, only little black marks on a screen. little black marks don't feel.

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No. I'm not going to express myself, even though you say to. Whut a person says and whut they does is two diff'rent things.

You want me to express myself, but disown the expression. No. no. no. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.

Because frankly; it's easier to hide emotions then express them creatively. And expressing them uncreatively...well, that just isn't done. By me. No matter how much emotion i let out, there is always more.

Be assured that I hate you, I love you, and I'm always good for a hug.

~Raina