sms Spark
I was made to think about how I think. I thought about some of the things I have read, stared at the obvious, and its always those things on the outside that interest me. It happens sometimes when I am talking to someone, or reading, it happens most when I am listening to the words coming out of my own head. I may not be interested in what is said or written as I am interested in the inspiration gained from the words. The spark that gives the kick which puts life into motion.
Once that is done it too becomes the obvious and may then be reinvented into something else. Its how the web of thought is made. Maybe you think the same way, but probably I am just thinking too much. I see it as my undoing. Ominous? I rather be overtaken by dance than paralysis, by joy than sadness, by love than hate, by thought than emptiness. The latter is the opposite that balances my life.