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Some soul wrenching news for the capricious self proclaimed muse


Often we find ourselves in a state of deprived inspiration and start believing that motivation lies outside. In another person, a book, caffeine, an article. We chain ourselves to these muses and give them control of deciding when we feel what we do.

The muse is a mystifying manifestation of thought, compelling us to believe in its existence, enslaving our minds to the extent of utter dependency. Dependency that you try to resist but cant do anything about. It raps around your mind like a Boa constrictor and governs your highs and lows.

It makes you feel vulnerable, making you realize your inability to orchestrate your own lives. It might be like an injection of inspiration but then it teases you at times, when you think you need it the most.

In spite of paragons  from diverse fields emphasizing the relevance of a muse, I believe it to be more of an obstacle to your progress and a fracture to your wills.

Rather than waiting to be inspired, we are better of acting and later inspiring people from the consequence of our actions.

It is true that One can be instructed in society, one is inspired only in solitude, as a result one is  better off finding the potential within than exploring the world to find it.

The Muse, capable of polarizing  into identities, inspired or dissuaded,

Capable of stimulating your souls or rendering your spirits jaded.

Capable of galvanizing your thoughts and leading you into uncharted territories to make you find your surreal high,

Capable of taking you to the epitome of your potential, but when you need it the most, it hoodwinks and belies.

An obfuscator, it  makes the ingenuous trivialize the potency of their own will, It takes ornate forms,

Which are too indubitable for prejudiced minds to distill.

Its ludicrous to depend on the without when the afflatus lies within,

If you find yourself exhorted by Gauds,  its a feckless life that you seem to be living.

Be curious, explore the inexhaustible reserves of resolve inside,

Your strength of purpose should suffice to make you realize the dreams that you contrive.

The indomitable seldom need an external impetus, their enthusiasm never subsides,

Propelled  by their zeal to achieve, they set goals and just glide.

Safe from the deleterious muse my self-replenishing will is immune to external influence,

Seeing people lament, waiting for their muse to show, makes me take pride in my undying exuberance.

In your heart resides all the potential you wish to realize,

Do some soul searching and you would come up with some soul wrenching news for the capricious self proclaimed muse in your life.

“One can be instructed in society, one is inspired only in solitude.”

“One can be instructed in society, one is inspired only in solitude.”

It is only wen one rids himself of all worldly logic that he nears a state conducive to creation. Creativity has its origins in the soul so the heart and mind only have a supportive role in its being.  The sanctity of the soul is a reflection of the serenity of your surroundings.

Dwelling in the cradle of the Himalayas, one cant help but be mesmerized by their aesthetic magnanimity and marvel  at their mythical magnificence.  The eternal peace reflected in every calming gust and the purity in every trickle of pristine water cascades through to the virtuous residents.

Where better to be than the land of Gods? What better to do than to gape endlessly at the brilliant landscape which surrounds you? The environment endows its inhabitants with contentment, enough to last them for 10 lifetimes. It inspires people to embrace solitude and the solitude inspires them to innovate forming an infinite loop of creative art, solace and inspiration. But only the ones who can comprehend the allusions of their environment are rewarded with this peace and tranquil.

Far from the madding crowd, you get inspired ,

Immune from big cities so loud, you get inspired.

Birds flying at the speed of sound, you get inspired,

Big dreams with feet on the ground, you get inspired.

Inspiration is available all around us, we just have to mold our perception to notice it. The muse can show up in your dreams or when you eat, it can come along in the most awkward times, but its up to you to make the most of it.

You need not leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. You need not even listen, simply wait, just learn to become quiet, and still, and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked. It has no choice; it will roll in ecstasy at your feet

 The mountains educate me on stillness, the forests teach me how to be quiet and the cascading rivers show me the benefits of solitude through the path they create for themselves. The environment around me unmasks itself in unique forms every moment, by doing so, it fuels my creativity and adds to my paradigm significantly.