Hopefully one day this will turn into eloquent madness

It was a dark and cold night, it reminded him of the freezer in his childhood that his parents never bothered to fix the light. the late shift at the station was about 3 hours in. A couple of deputes brought a man that was wearing ragged winter clothes, and the interim sheriff asked them, What is this?, what did he do? He was used to drunks and drug addicts being sometimes dragged in, but he did not like them most of the time. but this one seemed different to his eye. so he pressed on his questions and took the file to read. It seems you assaulted a man, and on Christmas night. The man looked to him with a deep and intelligent glance and stated, I only defended myself, I did not look for a fight. But it says here that the victim was hurt and that the officers found a gun on the site, said the young law man. The gun is not mine, it is the property of the young man who threatened my life, I merely asked for spare change and he decided to brandish the weapon and asked me if I would like i...

Recently I’ve been trying to listen to a lot of people explain how to write, how to create world-building and such, but there’s a couple of things that stuck with me. 1) For the story to be interesting the protagonist must have struggles in his/her path, if things were easy the story would not be interesting. 2) if your characters have no agency (free will) the story also sucks, so a good author can’t railroad his characters. this is what happened to the star wars prequels. The characters had set destinies created by the much superior story from the first installments. So i was struggling a bit lately and some things in my life seem sometimes unnecessarily over complicated and sometimes down rite surreal, so therefore my new theory is that I’m a character in God’s story. So now I know bad shit will happen to me and I’m supposed to toil and struggle. but hey I have free will going for me which is nice, I guess. So If I suddenly realize that...

I think that sometimes we are all prisoners of our circumstances, sometimes we are not aware but the keyboard is like an instrument itself, and the hardest part is that it is a silent instrument, and the music it makes is a music of the mind. right now i just want to write, I want to see how my ideas come to be transcribed in this media, how my fingers instinctively find each key and how my brain and my hands are linked in this perfect dance, that end in a result in translating my ideas from the ethereal to the digital which is also kind of ethereal, we have come a long way from the chisel and hammer on a stone tablet, I've thought about looking at what mubi offers, but i truly do not know if all curated cinema is the way I want to experience content, for I fear the falling of my self into some sort of artistic snobbery that might disconnect me from the true zeitgeist. I want my work to be an exploration of ideas and why they seem recursive in various forms of media, are we trying...