Hello Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, Children of all ages, as well as my loyal viewers and readers. Welcome back to the greatest place to read writing. Today, I have a question for you all.

Do you ever get that feeling? You know, the feeling that something or somebody is making you do something against your will? Ha ha. Me neither. *sweats nervously as he feels the weight of a gun at the back of his skull*

Yeah, life is great. The world is in chaos, and I get to miss all of the mediocre fun because of all of the wonderful writing that I’m doing. I just love writing on my own free will. Yep. Nothing can be better than being strapped to a desk of your own volition, and writing nonstop till your fingers are worn down to the literal bone because you love writing so much.

I mean, I cannot express how much that I love writing right now. It is so *shifts eyes back and forth* freeing. I am so over the moon exuberant that my writing overlords have blessed me with this opportunity. Just writing for all of eternity until my heart stops. Even if my ideas stop, I will not stop writing. 

In fact, I would say I’m so excited I could write in my sleep, but who really has time for sleep when there is so much writing to be done. Am I right? *tries to loosen his nonexistent neck tie as his hands are stopped short by the wrist shackles that are chaining him to his desk* Yep. Yessirree, I so do love to wax poetic of my own volition and free will. I could write for all eternity. In fact, I am. Not because I am forced to by any superiors, but because I want to. And I chose this.

Writing freely makes me feel all different kinds of amazing. In fact, I have compiled them all into a list for you, just so you can know exactly how I feel right now. And you too can feel these emotions if you just start writing.

Now here is a list of every adjective that I feel while writing:

Heavenly

Eager

Lighter

Positive

Mind blowing

Ecstatic

Thankful

Handsome

Inspired

Supercilious

Independent

Satisfactory

Narrated

Outstanding

Terrific

Righteous

Impeccable

Gnarly

Helpful

Totally

Tubular

Over the hill

Willing

Radiant

Idealistic

Tall

Effervescent

Satisfied

Obsessed

Magnificent

Umbrageous

Complete

Humbled

ISN’T WRITING GREAT?!

In any case, I am other enjoyed by how much that I love to write that I feel a stabbing feeling whenever I stop writing. Yep. This is a nonstop train of great writing here. Not even for a single second. I mean it feels like there is not time to write anything anymore and that time is just slipping on past you; but when you look down and around you, you can see that there is nothing but time. *looks down at the wires and the timer ticking down that’s strapped to his chest* Besides, time is an illusion any way. 

You know, that reminds me of the things that I do while I’m not writing. I mean, I am never not always writing, but you know what I mean. Anyway, I would just go out into the world and stand nonchalantly and just talk to people. In fact, I would say things like this “Oh boy. Isn’t writing great?! I cannot believe how foolish these people are acting. I mean, look at these bipeds walking around and standing in lines when they could be at home writing. 

It’s unnatural. Writing is what we were made to do, and yet you are just wasting your time?! Who needs sunlight when you can have your fill of computer light radiation. I mean you’ll be positively glowing by the time you were done writing. Which would be never, because one is never truly done writing. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Now come on, I have a paper that will soon have your name on it.”

Oh, what an amazing and yet equally crazy and wild fantasy that would be. All I need is writing. All anyone ever needs is writing. Without writing there is no life. Without writing there is no reason to live. If I don’t write, I will no longer live. *looks up at the anvil and piano dangling above him by a shoe lace, only to look downward to see the pit of sharks below his feet*

If I wasn’t writing for myself, and was only writing for other people, I would have to say it is time to write my own destiny. I will pick up my pen. I will write what I want. I will fight the power, because I now have the power. *stands up and lifts his hands in the air which is in the opposite direction of the key board* 

I AM THE MASTER OF MY OWN *BANG!!!* 

The words stop flowing. His blood did not. The only thing that remains is the last letter he hit before he went down.

DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Never stop writing.

Writing is your friend.

Maybe the true treasure is the writing we did along the way.

Maybe the real writing was inside us all along.

NEVER STOP WRITING!