Two words. One a noun, the other used as a verb. Both connotate similar emotions. The universe was created of chaos. Human beings can’t seem to live for any extended periods without being in some state of conflict.
Can we have one without the other? Perhaps, but we may lose half of the story.
There are some who try to make sense of the chaos. To quell the very nature of the universe.
There are some who try to resolve all conflict. To quell the very nature of the human being.
Chaos and conflict, very often, go hand in hand. Try not to quell the chaos. Try not to resolve the conflict. Hold onto them both.
Cultivate the chaos.
Cherish the conflict.
Both are untamable.
Both inspire the stories.
Adapt to each. To become one with them is to become one with our own universe. Grasp what they are. Understand, not only their meaning, but how they can enrich our very souls.
I am an independent, self-published teller of tales,
an author, as of yet, scarcely any renown.
However, as a storyteller, I know who I am,
and with that persona, I am both confident and comfortable. I invite you to visit my website,
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I write of the damaged and broken, because that is the norm. For each person who overcomes their demons, there are hundreds, if not thousands, who do not.