Sunday, September 7, 2008

inspiration.


Funny, how one word can provide so many explanations. A majority of the population would most likely find inspiration in beauty, the splashed layers of a colorful sunset or the bright petals on a delicate flower. Some people seek out unusual muses, a discarded bottle cap on a long stretch of highway or a lone ant struggling to deliver found crumbs to its tribe. Others, still, dwell in misery for insight, relying on their own vast emptiness or intense heartbreak to spark decadent motivation. Finally, there exists those unfortunate few whose minds exploit every opportunity for inspiration, whose souls stir with every intimate daily detail until their bodies burst from the simple overexertion of common influence.

These ill-fated people whom define inspiration indefinitely live with exhausting appreciation.