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I just felt nothing but solid annihilation from the universe of inspirations. I even convinced myself to vague words I gathered in my mind. Words that spelled “Sometimes, I want to be invisible, inexistent, and just plainly anonymous.” I also shook myself to search behind the questions that are quite lingering in my aspiring-for-a-quiet life. A quest that never to be ended. I was on a blind date with disappointment. Disappointment that described my unfinished paintings and sketches, the pressure of the different roles that I am playing in the grand stage of life, the pile-up of stressors, the unending deadlines that almost shattered my sanity, my lost love of poetry and short stories,the poorly created music and over thinking. Maybe the latter is a rare disease. A disease brought about by lack of inspiration, particularly.
This I know is contradictory to what I believe, however. Because inspiration is everywhere. Everywhere that even my brain can’t dare comprehend nor my hands can take a full grasp of. Jaded is an understatement of what I’m feeling right now. Maybe, it is really time to take a rest from the quicksand of abuse that I’ve painted myself in. Yes, I need to take a break.
Is it possible that members of the human race can also experience this? Or is it just me? This may be petty to some, but to my tired self, this is dead serious. Can I even go on living without inspiration? This is more sad than being sad at all.
Everything. Inspire me. Now.
(After a day of turmoil and silence)
Here I am again. Back to reality. Chained in disappointment. Chains that led me in creating a blog of random inspirations that hopefully soothe me from this sickness. And yes, I will be in the sky of laughter soon.Life, just let me cry, for now. Inspire me now.
Posted on September/13/2012
Tagged as: personal, rheichism,
Originally Posted by: rheichism
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