A poet said that there is a wall of earth. Impossible to pierce.
Even smashing nails.
For me it is the metaphor of writing.
It must make a mark, a testament, not only to evoke emotions or feelings, but stir consciences and asses from his chair.
I do not believe in a mere, and spectacular fireworks display style exercise in itself.
It should hit you like a punch in the stomach, open your eyes, make you suffer if needed.
Surprise you, make you dizzy.
This wall is thick and impenetrable.
And perhaps, it is a private issue.
So, I will try to write differently, and for people who share these feelings.