Whether it is my thoughts, my emotions, my feelings, or every part of my body - from my head to my toes - my mind is, and has always been, active and racing away with itself... since I was a child, I have always been fast on my feet, fast with my fingers, fast with my legs, fast with my arms - as if I had an internal lighting-bolt propelling me that never needed to be recharged... growing up, the natural spark within me energised me with this insatiable need for speed and to break through every one of the barriers that tried to stop me in my tracks... I have always had access to this invisible and yet tangible force capable of inspiring ideas as well as giving me all that I needed to exceed my limits and to reach for the stars... everybody who has ever known me would tell you that no matter what I am putting my heart, my mind, my body, and my soul into then I will not slow down, nor deviate, until I have achieved something that is beyond what I had intended... I have learned the hard way that sometimes you have to make the most of every moment, as if every experience was your last - and that is why, just like people, or like instances of time, now you see me, now you don't, I am here, there, everywhere, and then gone again in a flash!
inspiration
A Poem A Day #556: The Flash
A Poem A Day #555: Blood
‘The Wolf in Me’ by Mark Hastings – audio book: Chapter Ten
A Poem A Day #554: Write What You Like
A Poem A Day #553: Stream
A Poem A Day #552: Like a Paper Bag in the Rain
A Poem A Day #551: What You Make of It
A Poem A Day #550: Variety
My Poem “Darkside of the Muse”
The muse of an artist can be beautiful... the muse of an artist can literally radiate with light... the muse of an artist can take them to the infinite possibilities that lie far above the clouds and beyond the blue... the muse of an artist can stay with you your entire life; however, as with everything that exists in a state of balance, where there is light, there is always dark. Inspiration is everywhere - in everything, in everyone - and it can compel artists, especially, to do many things and to go to many places that might, ordinarily, seem out of character... Inspiration - mixed with intense emotion - can send those capable of interpreting the poetry of the world - in colours, music, pictures, or with words - off on a tangent from which the road to return might not be one that is straight and narrow. Day and night, the love felt by artists radiates and echoes beyond their thoughts and dreams - and sometimes when an artist meets someone new who immediately touches them and transfers something incredible and powerful to them, a change can be felt, sensed, read, heard, seen, in everything that the artist does, and creates; and when an artist's heart is inevitably broken, it can feel as if a black hole has opened up within them, and they can find themselves walking a path upon which they feel as if they no longer have anything left to lose... just like the shadow of the moon, just like someone in a bad mood, just like the explosive that ultimately lies at the end of burning fuse - there is always a light side and a darkside of the muse.
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