A Bridge of Encounter

I try to write to all of you, regardless of your origins and backgrounds. You may notice that I often render people's concerns, my family's and friends', questions, and thoughts... into lines. Of the things that catch my attention, I summon to my papers what caused me delight or grief, and I build on them. This attempt has helped me to develop myself in these daily contributions and others. How do disconnected people come together to read the same lines? This indicates that people desire this experience, which the world increasingly insists on deeming impossible, that is, they desire a single encounter. If we accept that one of the most prolific sources of inspiration for a writer is “the faces of his readers,” then it remains expected of all those who write that they all strive to preserve themselves as a bridge of encounter. I write, yes, I do write. However, as I write, I read that this is a world increasingly in need of spaces based on love for others and respect for their uniqueness.