dactilographic writing

by walterdoege

after a tachigraphic writing I write a dactilographic post…as I emntion dactilographic writing is builded from fingers picking each keyboard note of a computer or other digital device…in old times, after a tachigraphic sketch the writer shold translate into tiped craft machine, the dactilographic machine…I still like to write in dactilographic machines…even more in free hand writing…but I can not post a manuscript here, because a manuscript should arrive here as a manuscript photo or video, but I place here only words…mo image…no photo…no video…other languages!…visual language is very interesting, but I like hand writing…tachigraphy is an unique code that allows fast writing, human writing, for recording discourse and other manifestations…and placing this recorded tachigraphic work in a dactilographic form for record and future reading…when I feel urgence of writing I try to write fast, too fast, but the fingers do not are alligned with my brain and soul…the finger tiping is slowest…as does occur in a chat talk, little or no thinking and free handling writing and reading, cause the chat is another form of conversation without the need to listen the people with whom I talk…I don’t like video chat…I like the voice of people…I like writings of people…somehow, I like human imperfections…this writing is not an edited writing…some errors of punctuation, vocabulary, idiom, grammar and so on, is a show of my personal writing…I am not a machine…my free writing wants to be tachigraphic and dactilogtraphic…full or grammar errors…a plenty of my awkward english…but when I notice I am in a good conversation, I talk without thinking, or thinking almost nothing…writing fiction is an awkward one as so as talk…talk shall be a free voicing among people…writing is a free expression of a human construction with some semantics, meaning, sintax…a construction of a built word, and fiction is the support I have for facing the real…when rocking and rolling the real I create realities…and you too…editing a free expression is somehow an artificial choice, I talk free…I write freely…many languages in one language…written, read or talking or any human language choice is welcome if trust and lovely…tachiwriting, tachilove…with my fingers I am aware of the gift: I can write, I can live, I love and I am beloved…far away from a world of words, a world where people talk, sing, dance, pray, celebrate…I am alive…it is a miracle…the now seems a miracle, a mirage, as some image and memories from desert and sea travel…human language is the idiom each person can get and enjoy…each word a person say is important for me, if a lovely word…no lovely writings are difficult for me…read is also write the writing with the writer       adding charm. sense, perception, personal experience and love…always love, even slow loving moonlight, full moon nights…writing and publishing is taking blog seriously and with joyful good wil…a changing world…a possible better buided word…love path require flying capabilities, in a slow or fast form…I live fast or slow way my life?, but, away from this point, if I could I would live slowly love instants and faster the pain instants…tachi love writing…some manuscript form no edited…as a love letter full of passion…free love expression in any language is a need…and a right…and a duty, free duty…I love, I am in love, I am beloved…such a joy!