Inspiration. That ever so elusive spark of creation from somewhere in the depths of ones id.
I write about it because I cannot find it today. It has fled from me on the wings of fatigue into the winds of atrophy caused by lack of use. And yet,I find it returning. Through my simple attempt to define and quantify my lack of inspiration I have inspired myself.
Is that a paradox?
If it is, it is a meaningless one. My inspiration jumped ship again.













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Great job! More, please.
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Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. -Heb. 11:1
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Dreams are goals without the work is applied.
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Dreams are goals without the work is applied.
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Dreams are goals without the work is applied.
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