The day Writers will Rue the World
Tags: Beauty, Power, Inspiration, Mythology, Writing

I honestly believe writers have this weird power, where whatever they write comes true in another time, perhaps even another space and dimension. Plenty of historical pieces have such scenes where people at a point considered it as impossible, but human preservation proved it real and very possible. Humans are such curious creatures that always try to achieve things that very nearly seems improbable.

Let’s take the famous legend of Icarus, yes?

Icarus, in all his glory, while he descended from the infinite blue into the bottomless ink

We all know of the boy who flew too close the Sun and went into his unending dream that took place in the depths of the seas, once his beautiful wax wings melted off. This tale was to teach the moral of both flying too high and too low — being overconfident as well as being too submissive and humble (flying too close to the sea, which would make the wax holding the wings together useless) — are bound to fail.

I believe in a little something else. I believe that even though Icarus sunk into the sea after flying too close, he was happy and exhilarated from the rush and joy of flying and he was literally one of the first to actually attempt to fly on WAX wings across a whole ocean.

How cool is that, right?! Like imagine it, your absolutely ballsy old man comes up to you and was like ‘ Hey kid, wanna fly with these awesome waxwings I made so that we can escape? ’. He may have been stupid to not heed his father’s warnings, the all too famous Daedelus, but I love him (Icarus) for it. He wholeheartedly trusted his father and went with it, no questions asked! Even if my father was an absolute genius, I would still wonder if his invention would succeed perfectly even after the thousandth successful trial. Maybe that’s just me. We all need a little someone like Icarus in our lives because trust is something very hard to be earned and whatnot, but we just gotta listen to the maker of said invention, else we’ll be the ones meeting our maker.

Hmm, I was trying to make a point here. Right! Perhaps it may all be false and untrue and completely silly, but here we are, listening to such stories and wondering at the poetic essence of it all. We learn from such tales and make such lovely things after hearing it. Be it the poems, the art, the stories that are borne from them or inventions even, we can’t deny we have created all that we have from all that we hear from tales from near and far. Look at where we are, as a species in this time and age, we are using small rectangular screens, or perhaps with a little bit more variety for some, square-shaped screens for almost everything and with a touch of a button on this screen, we could be flying to the Bahamas to grab a little peace from our increasingly frustrating lives. We reached where our friend Icarus wanted to go with much ease. I don’t know about him wanting to go to the Bahamas, but after being in that labyrinth, I’d bet he wanted to go somewhere nice like that. Maybe he wanted to go to Sicily, that’s a lovely place I heard.

Writers have more influence than you think and more than you’ll ever know. I may not be a really good one, you know what, I’m an absolute mess when it comes to writing but I do it anyway. It’s all with the hopes that I manage to somehow touch even the tiniest corner of some random stranger’s heart and soul and make them think :

‘ Hey, I can actually relate to this and the World ain’t really so bad after all! ’

I can actually convey what I want and need to say with little scribbles everyone understands on a page! Language is truly a wonder. So now I have only one little hope, may the stranger reading this find this little article worth their little while.

As they say, the pen truly is mightier than the sword.