laws of human nature, my life, and thunderstorms that rock.
I often am surprised with this idea of “inspiration” and where this stuff of magic comes from. It’s like magic isn’t it? It often strikes you where you least expect it and it is fleeting as fast as it came if you aren’t careful, I mean why else do the “smarter” people often carry notebooks and pens everywhere they go. They’re smart enough to know that these surges of magic are like strikes of lightning they’re magnificently beautiful, but if there was no one to take the picture in the middle of the deserted plains where often these things of beauty and thunderstorms occur would anyone have known in the first place? remember…they’re deserted. So we’ve grown accustomed to learn that we should write all ideas and inspirations down, or so i’ve learned or trying to learn.
Either way that brings me to places of inspiration, I don’t really know what kind of place actually causes me to be inspired, or what makes them such conduits of inspirational juices, I just know that when I’m there things can flow out of me. I’m encouraged to work and everything that comes into mind and out of my fingertips seems like gold, again it could just be the deceiving nature of the location, but what do I care it makes me feel good for the few hours I’m here. I honestly enjoy it when I can let my mind wander and run like the imaginations we used to have when we were children, I enjoy writing down my stream of thoughts that can make little or no sense when I let them out into reality. All i know is that the wonderful irony of this situation is that I am inspired to write a post about being inspired but there probably really aren’t any real solid ideas of inspiration in here. Just the joy of having my earbuds in and letting my fingers go wild.
I’m in a caribou in the middle of a strip mall, and I have ideas about the Laws of Human Nature, my life, and trembling storms that I would like to rock my said life going on in my head. All of which I wish I had the words, and powers of creativity to let free. I don’t know how they all connect, and I don’t know what it all means all I know is that it’s there.
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