self prescribed, dose 1
I obsessed over reading. Listening to music and speeches. Looking at people. Consuming all inspiration anything could be.
I always took things fast. Believed things the first time I experienced .. a realisation. So it didn’t take me too long to realize, recognize the repeating patterns. To realize that consuming would make me just that. Consumer.
And I started producing. Creating. Creating my inspiration. My music. My heart.
Knowing it’s not really mine. Never was, never will be. Nothing is. In truth no one owns anything, ever.
It all was from .. the force. The free of life. Guess words will never be enough to prove it.
I just had to allow it.
And it contained the truth.
I heard without any music playing.
I read stories that didn’t exist.
Breathed the air that defies gravity. I guess it is creating, producing, at any scale for yourself, that lets the force flow through you. And it’s what could start any charge at all.
You contain more wisdom, love, courage, genius than you could ever imagine, unless you let them through, you may.
Your may.
Everyday.
Writer.
Record.
Sing.
Dance.
Plan.
Just express.
Believe it will change more things than consuming knowledge ever will.
Inspiration flows through every single one of us, in a super unique way.
You’re irreplaceable in the world. It needs you just as you are. Be who you’ve been created to be.Trust me, that’s what you’ve been looking for; and it’s looking for you.
