Writing as Dying

I was just thinking of the writing process, or, the creative process... Normally, I compose first to LibreOffice, however, a few times, I just wrote strait to the post box field thing, which to me, is like skydiving, or even, jumping without a parachute, to challenge oneself, to break on through to the other side, always trying to break on through to the other side...  Like a ghost rider, at the top of a ramp, upon the sight of helicopter blades, spinning, and you just rev the engine, with a devil may care attitude, and you just go...  Airborne...  Or...  Writing as bloodletting, and bloodletting as dying.