New Beginnings...

Here's to new beginnings...
Like most people have surely felt at least once in their lives, I , too, have felt the urge to start anew. I find myself immersed in old habits, falling into the darkness, becoming a slave to routine, all of which impedes me from becoming who I want to become. So now, I've decided to embark on a creative and expressive journey, and I've decided to start here.
I'm not exactly sure how many people will read this introductory schpeal I've started, but hopefully those that take the time to will better understand my motives and means for creating this blog to share my poetry.
For me, poetry is a form of expression. It's just a show of the ongoing affair I have with writing and words. I've kept some sort of journal since I was nine and have religiously written almost every day since I bought my first hardcover journal. It's unfathomable the amount of composition notebooks and journals I have stacked away in boxes. And even if I never go back and read them again, I feel I am accomplishing something, like I can write away my feelings and thoughts as part of a cleansing and healing process. So many times I have turned to my pen and paper when no one would listen, when I didn't feel like talking, or when I gave up on the world and indulged myself in a quiet world, alone. But even yet, writing is so much more than that for me. Writing is my life. So much so that I have made it my focus at UC Santa Cruz, where I am studying Post-Modern Literature and Poetry.
Art is truth, my poetry art, so in turn, my poetry is truth. So much of my writing is personal, and a personal reflection and perception of the world I am surrounded by. Someone great once said, "What is to give light, must endure burning." Most of our wisdom is gained from experience. We learn from making mistakes and from living our lives each day. Hardship and struggle are inevitable, we each have our share, but it furthers us as people. It feeds us knowledge and wisdom and the truths of our universe to carry with us to the end of our days. We must first burn within ourselves in order to show that truth. One of the greatest journeys we make is the journey inward, and at the end of this journey or amidst the throes of it, we are enlightened. I am journeying out of darkness and into the light of truth, where I can better my path not only as a writer but as a person. So, that being said, here's to new beginnings...

I strongly encourage any readers' feedback or criticism, positive and negative. It would be great to know what you think.

"We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us."
-Marcel Proust (1871-1922)