THE REASON I WRITE

I have been writing for more than a decade now. However, I only started sharing my texts – my thoughts, really – only 4 years ago. I admit I didn’t know what I was doing, let alone where I was heading. To be frank, I still do not know where I am heading, I am simply enjoying the ride. And what a ride it has been! I have enjoyed every second of it, despite certain bumps along the road.

I wrote nonstop, sharing at 3 to 4 texts a week. It started as a hobby and now it has become my passion, the thing I do better than anything. As time went by, I came to a startling realisation; I am a storyteller, first and foremost. I write stories, whether fictional or not, I share my opinions through essays and my work is immensely personal. Putting myself out there has been the biggest challenge of my life because it comes with scrutiny, comments, feedbacks, judgment, mockery, praise, applause and so much more. The negative and the positive collide daily, mostly in my own brain. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t conflicted at times regarding the various subjects I write about. Yet, I am ready to defend my craft anytime, against anyone. Hate, humiliation, harassment and any other negative thought are never the essence of my work and they will never be.

Have I paid a price for sharing my thoughts? No. I haven’t had any problems with anyone, except the occasional disagreement, which is always peaceful and respectful. Please understand; these are my thoughts, my opinions, not someone else’s. I don’t consult anybody before writing anything and I never will. I take suggestions about the topics, but no one will ever force a subject on me. I value my independence above everything else.

Yes, this is a selfish and personal exercise, not a team effort. We all have the inalienable right to write about anything we want, and I hate censorship. By that, I mean I will defend my right and your rights to exist as artists. I will defend your right to talk about anything you want because no one, I mean no one, has the right to impose their thoughts on anybody. I will not compromise on that issue, no matter what the consequences are. I am blessed enough to live in Canada where freedom of speech is of paramount importance. Diversity in thoughts is a strength, not a weakness. I do have a hard time to speak to the thought police. I don’t recognize their authority, let’s say.

I write for multiple reasons: I am here to open minds, especially mine. I will write to make people think, laugh, cry, scream, curse, and I am here to question the status quo, which seems to bother certain people. I write to break taboos and to shake the existing order of things. I will provoke, insult, and offend people. I will push my thoughts and sometimes I will go too far, over the line. Does a line even exist? I don’t know. I will find that out when I get there. I will always accept requests, but I have the final say on what I write about and publish. Through my texts, I know I will surprise you. I will talk about things you don’t want to talk about. I will not necessarily cuddle you and yet, sometimes, I will comfort you. I will motivate and inspire you. I will be careful and careless simultaneously. I will talk about subjects that will make you cringe. I will write about difficult subjects using my own experiences as a starting point. I will speak the truth according to my values, my philosophy, filtered through my own lenses which were built by my life, character, personality and the values I have acquired during my lifetime.

I don’t expect everyone to agree or disagree with me all the time. I am not doing this to be liked, applauded, admired, hated, vilified, or ignored. This is the part that might be controversial; I am not looking for approval, validation, or attention. I don’t want you to like me or hate me. I have no control over that and I don’t want that kind of control anyway. I simply write. It sounds like an escape, but it isn’t. I love writing and I will continue to do so until my last breath. The only difference between me and most people is I publish what I think. It doesn’t make me better, worse or more courageous than others. I don’t have all the answers, nor will I pretend that I do. Anyone who has followed me for some time now, will know I ask way more questions than I have answers.

Moreover, my writing style is similar to the way I talk; it’s raw, unfiltered, direct, and I will use some metaphors, hyperboles and allegories every now and then. I use the word “fuck” and all its variations quite often because it is fun, it rattles people and it is a sign of exasperation, fatigue, frustration, and provocation on my part, I admit that. I will never apologize for using language that some might deem inappropriate. If my language shocks you, please, and I mean this from the bottom of my heart and with all the sincerity I can muster, feel free to not read my texts.

Through the past years, I have come to realize how much my thoughts and opinions bother certain people. I don’t blame those who are offended. They have every right to be, as I have every right to share my opinions. I do not know how to say this without sounding like an asshole: if you don’t like what I write, please do not read it and please unfollow me. No one is under any obligation to agree with me, ever! I actually don’t care if you agree with me, that is on you. This isn’t a popularity contest, I am not running for office nor am I seeking re-election, the way politicians do. No one is paying me to do this, I don’t have any sponsors to protect which gives me freedom. I see myself as an independent contractor, whose freedom of speech and thought are the bedrock of my own identity.

Moreover, contrary to popular belief, I welcome discussions with people, always. I cannot count the number of people who have argued with me, who have texted me, called me and offered their own opinions on my texts. I welcome debates because it is a sign of maturity and open mindedness. I always listen to others but that doesn’t mean I will agree with them. I don’t need you to agree with me and I don’t need to agree with you. Once again, you have a choice to read my texts or ignore them. I am not here to force my opinions on anyone, just as I wouldn’t want anybody to impose their thoughts on me. I repeat: this is a selfish exercise and it exists within my heart and brain.

One last thing…Whatever I say and write comes from me. This has nothing to do with my parents, my brother, my better half, my friends, my family, my countrymen, the society, the neighbourhood I live in, my race, my sexuality, gender or social status. This is from Freeman, for Freeman. Human nature compels us to make the connection between an individual and their community. I would like you to sever that connection when it comes to me and my work. I represent no one but myself. Whatever I do, I am responsible for. I will answer to anyone who has questions and I will gladly do so. If you are looking for a blog that talks about light and noncontroversial subjects, then, dare I say, you have come to the wrong fucking place. Yet, thanks for staying, for the time being!

One last time: no one is under any obligation to agree with me. If you don’t like what I write, please stop reading. I will not hold it against you. Hell, there are many people I don’t follow and they are doing just fine. I am not dismissing anyone; I am simply telling you what I think.

Just one man’s opinion!

Now smile and go on with your day!

Freeman. B

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