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The Value of Natural, Unprocessed Writing

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I enjoy reading blogs. There is something profound in getting a glimpse into the thoughts and ideas of people with different backgrounds, cultures and vocations. The content is very different from what you get from professionally edited and packaged articles written by professional writers. It’s like tapping into the collective stream of consciousness.

I still appreciate published writing by professional or even aspiring writers. But a meticulously crafted floral arrangement, is no better or worse than a daisy found blooming on the side of a dirt path in the middle of a forest. That beauty that you find in the wild, unkempt wilderness of thoughts and ideas is what the trained artist is trying to condense, cultivate and arrange for you. An artist is trying to share with you the essence of what they see so  the work is processed and packaged to help you see what they see.

Often you have to trudge through miles of content to find that thought or idea that moves you. When you do find something special, take a moment to appreciate it and let the writer know what you think. It may just be a daisy on the side of a path, but you may be the first and only person who gets to experience that wild beauty in its natural setting.

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Written by Tim ThinkAuthor

February 2, 2014 at 12:41 pm

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Art Is Where You Find It

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Back in December of 2008 a freak ice storm hit New England that took out power for millions of residents, including yours truly. When it happened we were not given warning so we thought it was just a bit of rain and ice and that power would be returned shortly. After several hours went by without power we started to get cabin fever. My wife and I started to complain about the slow response of the electric company. What was taking so long. When it started getting dark we grabbed our flashlights and candles and went to bed.

The next day I suggested we go out for lunch and replenish our supply of batteries. No sense sitting in the house bored out of our minds.

As we drove through town we started to understand the scale of the storm. It was much worse than we realized. Trees and wires were down on every street. It was then we accepted that the electric company was probably doing all it could.

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When we got back home I had to act quick with my camera because, with the temperature approaching 50 degrees, the display would soon be gone. As I walked under trees I got pelted by falling chunks of ice. When the wind blew the sound of crackling ice was eerie and musical.

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There is a farm behind my house where I went (don’t tell the farmer) to be clear of the trees and still be able to take pictures. Below is a picture of the tree line along the farm. You can see how the weight of ice caused them to bend and break.

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It was the closeups that really impressed me. They were like Jackson Pollock paintings.

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Written by Tim ThinkAuthor

January 22, 2012 at 8:28 pm

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