I was in bed, contemplating sleep but this post just wont let me go!
You see, I made an announcement on Social Media about archiving therisingpage because it is an idea that has been on my mind lately.
Writing has always been with me, My late dad was in love with literature and so I grew up around books. I was in P.5 when I wrote my first short story, in S.4. when I wrote my first complete book and after University when I started this blog.
I used this blog as a place to share my thoughts with the world and if you did not like, too bad, there was always the unsubscribe button. Used this place to vent, promote, figure life out, make a stand, encourage others, inspire and once in a while a story or two would come out.
But sadly, I let my love for this be stolen from me. I was wide awake when I saw this happen but like the late Steve Jobs says, You only connect the dots in retrospect. I no longer write because I am burdened to get it out or dying to make a statement. No, instead, I have chosen to be enslaved by my thief constantly writing toward them.
Sigh… So like a lot of other things in my life, I am making a conscious decision to let this one go. To those of you who have been on this amazing journey with me since 2008, I cant really explain how much you mean to me!
Until MizPage truly rises again, we shall return to good old pen and paper.
I leave you with this:
The Waves still crash against the rocks; And sometimes they go against each other.
The Wind is still in such a hurry; Where to is still a mystery.
The sun still burns bright at high noon; And my heart still falters at the thought of you.
Even though the three stars are faded; The ring still goes round and round like it was new.
Though my knees are scared and my voice coarse; My heart still waits on the whisper.
Like the wind, everyone else is in such a hurry; But a rock with roots is hard to move.
So evident now, is a burden so true; Our promise will have to wait – Indeed it will.
Our warrior of old, courageous, humble and true; Pure of Heart, defender of God.
Who’s Faith and Passion amazed us both; He too will have to wait.
Lady Page Of the House of Edge
(a.k.a MizPage, TheRisingPage, DJTRiP)