sometimes i wish inspiration and creativity would just fall out of the sky, bequeathed to me from the heavens so that i, me, the one the heavens chose to bequeath such brilliance, could change the world with ease via a simple wisk of my mind laid out in perfect order and understanding.
it may be my dirty/itchy/sticky feet or the bed spring inching it’s way further into my back the more i lay in this half size bunk bed that is causing me to feel a sheer lack of creative worth. or it may just be one of those days.
there’s probably some ancient proverb that was written centuries ago that talk about fighting for your mind and not letting your built-in creative power go to waste. it would probably go something like this:
It is better for a man to sleep with pigs than to think like one.
i don’t know how to fight for my mind. i’m way too apathetic sometimes, and pathetic most times. i keep looking for new avenues to vent my clogged inspiration steam from my boiling furnace of creative genius, but it turns out i keep forgetting to keep the fire burning.
while be it that sometimes the heavens do in fact open up for us with fresh inspired manna, the real genius hasn’t been sleeping much because they are too busy LEARNING and CREATING and not being concerned whether its brilliance or trash in the end.
i think i just need to start being the creator i was created to be.
Ahhh..I feel your pain! I am a “recovering sluggard” myself! Though I am trying to write my way out of it.
Blessings and best of luck, fellow “non-ant.”
you should do a D7000 review.