In The Midnight Hour

It is said that troubles last for a day and joy comes in the morning but for me, joy in the form of inspiration comes in the midnight hour.

When the entire world is silent and only the beating of your heart is echoing through your chest. When the footsteps which are not usually heard began to tap the ground under its hovering feet, and the night owl`s vision is most perfect; that is when my muse appear with the message that a new article is in the making.

My days are filled with troubles and my pen can find no peace upon the lines of the pages of my notepad. Solitude is sacred to me. Being alone is not loneliness but an opportunity to reach out to the other side of life and satisfy the soul with a need that cannot be fulfilled in this miserable world. Yes, I have tried to cohabit with my fellow humans but they just cannot understand the kind of life that I am trying to live so they try to obstruct my attempts to manifest purity in an impure world.

Whatever a man cannot understands he tries to destroy, and whenever he cannot profit from an adventure he tries to dissuade you from the journey. My journey is on a path not known to the mere man. My journey is towards the success of mastering literature at the purest level. I will not be able to achieve such significant feat with the assistance of an environment which is not compatible with my thoughts.

And that is why it is imperative for a writer of my caliber to adapt to another biological time zone in order to furnish my craft without having to challenge the circumstances created by ignorant, selfish subjects occupying this earthly space.

I would have like to share with you on a higher level the many circumstances and situations which often impaired my ability to perform my duties owed to those I serve but you would have understand based on the afore compassionate expression of despair above. Today, I would like to reach out to you with and encouraging thought of strength and advice you to do whatever is necessary to fulfill your duties. Those to whom you owe loyalty are not of your world and may not even share your life but they will sincerely appreciate the bridges you have crossed in order to reach them.

In whatever professional field you may have planted your seed; sometimes the daytime environment is not suitable for you to get the work done. But believe me, when it`s dark outside and the moonlight`s gentle smile has sooth the night; it`s amazing how the essence of inspiration seems to be at its best.

In the midnight hour, the transitional period between yesterday and tomorrow, there is a moment in which something very magical occurs. But only the few who ever managed to stay awake will ever be fortunate to experience. 

Drean Writer

Dream on writer, dream on. I have so many dreams that I would like to come true but what is a little poor writer to do. I was uneducated for so long and writing is the only education I ever knew. I have read how many writers had risen from poverty to make it famous and that has motivated me to continue dreaming and never give up on something that I love so much, the one thing that changed my life.
Whenever I have no money I have a pen and a notepad in my hand to write about my dream of being rich and famous some day and having my own writing studio and a solitary convenience. I want to stop begging editors to publish my articles for free because I would have worth more than they can afford. They`re always paragraphing all kinds of excuse why they can`t pay me and then I have to scurry through papers and magazines looking to see if my article has been published.
I am sitting here in my living room in front of my computer and everyday that I looked through my windows I can only see as far as my eyes have the strength to travel, but in my mind`s eye I can see me in distant places traveling the world and writing about people, places and things that I would have only dream of. I see the large cruise ships coming in to port and I say to myself that one day I`ll be stepping off that ship coming from a well spent vacation.
My dreams of freedom are seemingly far away but with faith I continue to hope that one day they will all come through because the it is said that faith is the things hope for and the evidence of what`s not seen. Poverty has got me captive since birth and all I ever did was to plan my escape. I see those rich people who have this freedom of lifestyle and I tried reaching out to them but they only turn their eyes in a scornful ways at me. and because I know how it feels to be In bondage I have made a pledge that whenever I got my freedom I will be coming to the aid of my fellow brothers and sisters.

If you're a writer who is reading this article and you have had your success please advise me what to do to earn my success too because I need it to get my freedom from this life of quarantine injustice in my world. I strongly believe that writing will be that invaluable too needed to be utilized in improving my life. Many have done it before and soon it will be my turn. So help me god.