July 25, 2012

I am not a walking book...I am Human

So I have been reading a lot of books lately in this month. And when I say a lot I mean, I have read four.Throughout reading these books I have realized my inner monologue.... I now have a live stream of my internal monologue. And what better place to share it then this blog!

If you don't know what an inner monologue here is the definition I found on Google... 

Internal monologue
  • In literary criticism, stream of consciousness is a narrative mode that seeks to portray an individuals point of view by giving the written equivalent of the character's thought processes, either in a loose interior monologue, or in connection to his or her actions.
Wow that's the longest definition. Just to give you an idea of what this is, we will take this moment and the thoughts running through my head.

Oh Franky! I love you so much! I want pasta. Olive Garden. I should buy his albums. I can't help but smile.Man I just want to dance around the living room. Sinatra you've done it again. 

What is now My inner monologue. . . 

The world around us is made up of billions of people. Each of us have a story, something that defines us makes us different and unique from each other. Why? I found out recently that I can talk to just about anyone and somehow I am connected to them. Why are we all so different and yet, we are still connected? I easily forget that my story that has shaped me into who I am today.  On the quest of finding out who I truly am, I must revert back to my past to figure out my story. 

I have a story to tell, but I am afraid to tell it... 


Sharing a story can be a very personal thing. 
It's like Mmmk...here is my life on this silver platter. Please listen to it, you don't have to get back to me on that I already know it's a messy! 


I do not have a live stream of my inner monologue being played on a loud speaker as I walk down the street, what I have is better. This is where my love for writing  poetry and lyrics comes from. 


Even with lyrics and poetry, I get scared.
I don't know why, but it's like I am afraid to show the world that I am human! 
I am human, so why not express it through my words? 


I am not a walking book...I am Human 


Love,
Karli Marie 


p.s. Look out! There is going to be a whole lot of this human headed your way!!