writing sets the soul free.

i wonder what would happen if everyone in this world was given a piece of paper and a pen, and told to write.

just write. anything. the first anything that comes to mind.

it wouldn't have to be profound, prophetic, poetic. simply words, phrases, sentences, paragraphs, pages full of knowledge, understanding, experiences and stories. individuality to the extreme.

imagine the extent of luscious details you would read! alphabets and languages from across the earth; so many people, humans recording a mere fragment of their existence that could never be written by anyone else.

just think of the sheer scale of it, how you could know so much about a person purely by watching their thoughts scatter themselves across a page - so many diverse opinions and beautiful dreams. so many ways to set a soul free.

it feels as if i am the only person awake right now. i could do anything. leap out of my window and run through the night. fearless and in complete control. the overpowering surge of freedom.

i believe that writing sets the soul free. so this is me, sprinting through the darkness, lighting candles with my mind. being vulnerable never seemed so fun before.