A 20-Minute Brainvomit

Yesterday, I conducted a creative writing workshop for students at Universiti Malaysia Terengganu. As a form of exercise for the students, I asked them to write without pause for 20 minutes straight about whatever it is that goes on in their minds – a “brainvomit” as I like to call it.

This exercise serves to show oneself that one can write, one has ideas, and one can overcome writer’s block (if there is such a thing). I, as the instructor of the workshop, participated in the exercise as well. What follows is the 20-minute brainvomit I wrote – in its raw form. 

I don’t think I’ve prepared myself well enough for the presentation. I think I missed a lot of things and I know that I can do more. But, my hopes are that people are motivated to write and that they can publish their first post from today. Even though some might hesitate to post that post, I think others will and that’ll make me happy.
I don’t think I can change everyone but I hope I can change a few. Knowing that, keeps me going. The world will change by the few that start the change. It’s like dominos, when one falls, others will follow. We might not be able to see the end of the domino line, what we will accomplish, but knowing that the dominos are moving is enough. Maybe my children or my grandchildren can see the end of the domino falling and from that, a bigger picture is revealed which might not be what I imagine. But better.
I know this to be true because I’ve seen it happen. History has its patterns and some patters are bound to manifest if we follow the same strokes that make up that pattern. That is the beauty of time. It reveals the f The past reveals the future and acknowledge/entertains/informs the present moment. We line in the now while taking glimpses at yesterday and looking with baby’s eyes to tomorrow. That wakes me up in the morning. 
I want this to be the energy of people. I want this to be contagious. I want people to be infected and I want that infection spreads. This might be my legacy. Who knows, maybe I will meet my grandchildren who already met me. They might knock on my door to say thank you and give me a warm hug. Oh, that is the dream isn’t it? But dreams are for sleepers. Re Makers of reality are awake and they manifest reality from dreams. You can’t sleep forever and you can’t stay awake forever. 
It’s a very interesting thing to think about. Balance is key. Without balance, buildings will fall. Without balance, you will get sick. Without balance, you’ll be extreme. Extreme on both ends are not what you want in life. So why hope it for others. 
I have no idea what I’m writing. When is 20 minutes going to end. I hope other people in the audience are doing better than I am and I know there are great potentials here. I can feel it. I want to believe it, but I don’t know if they believe it in themselves. I think people need to believe in themselves more. There are potentials within us that we ourselves don’t know about. 
Does the earth knows that it carries gems, diamonds, and gold inside of it? Or does it need diggers to find them and show them to it as proof? Am I mumbling nonstop without meaning or is there a point I want to make here. There is 5 minutes left on the clock. I am not racing with time but I just don’t want to stop. I just don’t.
Stopping is failing. I want to keep moving forward. I want this pen to keep dancing in front of me. I want it to be my lips, my limbs, my voice. The pen speaks and the reader listens. Hello reader, how are you? This is me. I hope you enjoy reading what I have to say/write. I hope this conversation was meaningful. If not, I’m sorry.
I may not be the guru you searched for. But I may be the guru for others. You might be my teacher though so hello teacher. Thank you for the valuable lesson. Okay, back on track now.
Now you know what my mind looks like when it goes on and on for 20 minutes.