Passion to Pressure

You cannot force inspiration to appear at anytime you desire. It is a powerful sudden force that awakens the artistic spirit from a rested slumber. Our world seems to cease from the lack of it because we get frustrated and disappointed too easily.

Inspiration is what drives us to create, and creativity is what adds value to our lives.

It is unrealistic to set ourselves large goals of completing tasks that require inspiration.

How can you commit to your goal of reading one book per week? How do you plan to write in your journal every morning? What about your goal of drawing every Saturday?

I learned this lesson the hard way. I set myself reminders on my phone to write one poem every single day. Of course, I wasn’t able to stick to my desire. I had no ideas, no motivation, and absolutely no inspiration to write. I soon realized that by forcing myself to write, I turned my hobby into a task I was required to do, which took the fun out of doing it anymore. I felt extremely disappointed in myself for not completing the strict goals I set, but I understood that creativity was never meant to be forced in the first place.

If you’re stuck in a writing block, a reading slump, or even a phase that lacks the inspiration you need to proceed, take all the time you need to recover. Understand that you cannot always practice the hobbies you love, no matter how much you love them. Keep your mind positive and your soul hopeful, because who knows? the lack of inspiration might be able to inspire you.

Euphoric

I am moved into a state so unique. The beat moves my body somewhere, while the lyrics take my mind someplace else. Blood rushes through my veins as I am deeply engulfed into a wondrous sensation. I feel every bit of the song on my skin. My closed eyes focus on my heart, as its beat harmonizes in perfect unison with the music. I listen closely, fearful of missing a sound, a note, or a lyric. I lose myself into a song as my thoughts enclose around it. Breathing it in so carefully, my mind enters a state of serenity. The music allows me to release my emotions, so I release every emotion held within. A tingling feeling travels down my spine as goosebumps emerge all over my skin. My head is swaying softly to the subtle sound of the music as I sense my lips curling into a smile. For a few minutes, the world is a careless and perfect place.

A Final Farewell

I saw it coming, but I never expected it to happen this soon. Time has been a great friend, a friend who showed me the reality of our situation. I realized how we strove to create something beautiful out of people that were never meant to be. I understand that it is a late realization, but perhaps it is the best time to realize. We all are too different, to an extent where we do not belong together. They say that opposites attract, but please understand that we are people and not magnets. Thank you for all the beautiful memories.

Farewell.

Evil Hearts

I saw a quote a couple of months ago and I think about it a lot. It said, “Trust the vibes you get, energy doesn’t lie.” It made me think about all the many situations and circumstances I’ve been through where I’ve felt uncomfortable. But rather than coping with my emotions, I used to believe that it was just my insecurities and anxieties getting the best of me. That thought-provoking quote made me realize that all this time I had blamed and pretty much hated myself for feeling self-conscious and awkward, while the real people to blame were the ones around me. A lot of evil hearts are disguised with pretty faces, and I’m disappointed for only realizing this now.

I walked into a room and felt multiple stares piercing into my soul. My knees grew weak and so did my stance. The high levels of judgment and fake supremacy in the air suffocated me as I attempted to breathe. Taken aback, I looked at the angelic and innocent faces that met mine every way I turned. I tried to find a reason for all the pretentious cynicism coming forth from each person. Scanning the room with my eyes, I searched for a clue but little did I know about the dark souls each of those people possessed. For the first time I listened to myself, and that’s when I remembered the quote, “Trust the vibes you get, energy doesn’t lie.”

My instinct told me to abandon the place so I left.

A Fading Friend

Dear friend,

My mind hurts from thinking of things to say. Your negativity surrounds you like a cloud full of droplets of hate, and I am tired of waiting for the rainstorm that will clean you of your worries. No matter how hard a time life may be giving you, it doesn’t make sense to me how bad-tempered and impatient you’ve grown towards others and more specifically, me. I stood by your side from the very beginning but now I’m too tired, and I have to sit down. I have dealt with all your stresses and pain in order to help you, but I now realize that I must help myself first.

Sincerely,

I’m sorry

Uploading my thoughts online…

Here goes nothing

It feels so weird to see my thoughts staring back at me from a computer screen rather than the little black book that sits by my bedside table. Starting a blog was always a dream of mine, but I never got the guts to do it until now. I think my blog would help me express my bottled up feelings, and I hope my words inspire you to step into the light.