What you write goes around (and comes back around)

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A writer should be known for his or her words. Forgive me for stating the obvious, but it is the written words that qualify a person as a writer and once those words are published, the writer must take both the rewards and the responsibility for the impact of those words. I feel  writers have a ‘moral’ obligation to be honest and faithful in the representations they make in their writing. Yes, this is very utopian of me but this is what I believe and whether it will be the norm one day, time will tell.

I would like to state that any person who undertakes to write while entertaining any notion of someone else reading his or her work does so under one premise: that through that writer’s view or world, the reader sees or experiences an alternative. After all, isn’t learning about amassing alternative views to help us succeed in an ever-changing world? Far too many people want the glory and benefits of titles but none of the responsibility, and the weight of a writer’s responsibility for that matter. This thought dawned on me on 29 October 2013 when Marcus Ampe reblogged my post “Don’t be the weakest link” and cited several of my posts under a post of the same name on the blog “Stepping Toes”. Through my words, he expressed his own own ideas and views which in this case I happen to agree with – I also enjoyed how he curated my words in a way that even I could see new meanings from them!

But what happens when there is a danger of my words being used against me? What happens if my words are used to further an idea I do not agree with? What should my stance then be? I look at it this way: once people begin to use your words, the only assurance you have is how truthful and honestly you wrote (about the things you wrote about). Writers create realities and to borrow Sir Isaac Newton’s metaphor, our words become the shoulders others stand on to look further and it will be a shame if we point them in the wrong direction.

Till the next time, 
MOONGA

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WARNING: Explosions come standard

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Minesweeper game, when an explosion has occurred. Credit: http://www.npr.org

Remember that Windows game called Minesweeper where you had a set of blocks and your task was to uncover all blocks that were safe and mark all the mines without getting blown up? Sometimes I think life is a lot like Minesweeper: you keep jumping forward from block to block not knowing whether you will land on a mine. Each mine that explodes teaches you something for the next time and the hope is that you keep getting better and that the exploding mines leave you with enough will to fight another day. At these times I wish my father was here to prepare me for the life changing meetings that lie ahead. I imagine him running me through our plan of action and inspiring my confidence with his love and experience. His presence calms me down knowing that he will help me if I detonate a mine: his words of wisdom will help me learn and bridge any relationship my impatience strains.

There is comfort in a sure thing and I think this is the allure of ‘shortcuts’ to success and quick fixes. But difficult as the uncertainty may seem, we need to face it because that is a crucial and necessary part of life. Somehow I believe that our faith in God helps make things sure; He is the Father that promises to be with us through thick and thin and to guide us through life’s decisions and challenges. His word helps us avoid the mines that may blow up in our faces and drag us back a step. So as the week begins, my prayer is that we renew our trust in God’s ability to lead us in our uncertainties. After all, what progress would the world have made if each setback brings us back to zero?

Till the next time,
MOONGA