What if...
What if i sat down and put fingers to keys. What would come out, would it be any good. If i wrote of cave men who learned how to walk and talk right. About the greatest gift in the world that you wish was was never given. About knowledge about suffering about speech and the future present. Would it be understood the way i meant it to be understood would it be dismissed as rubbish. Would be and act of plagiarism an idea someone already had. What if it was everything i wanted it to be and still didn't work for me? What would i do then, if the only idea i ever felt had promise let me down?