Sunday, May 19, 2013

What Does it Mean to be Inspired?


What does it mean to be inspired?
Opening your eyes-
To look at a minute detail of beauty in this world,
And feel compelled
            Feel Urged,
            Feel forcefully pushed out of yourself,
            To fall aimlessly into the void between your body and your spirit
To a place of sudden movement in your soul
To a place of jazz-
Dancing through your fingertips,
Backbone of bass line,
Corners of the mind mingled up in the muddled marrying of percussion and trumpets

What does it mean to be inspired?
Awakening-
A prompting of your lust,
Making you feel so big and so small-
Simultaneously
Alive with energy, dancing through your body
But paralyzed with fear
Crippled in self doubt,         
            Eating-
            Gnawing-
            Secretly penetrating your aspirations for freedom of self
A freedom so innately belonging to us all,
            Yet rarely grasped by any of us-
            An elusive vagabond- both inherent, yet nakedly unurtured by all
                        Taunting-
                        Teasing-
                        Testing the strength of our innate nuances-
Testing that which makes us all tick, tock, rock, roll, wander, wade and search endlessly for more.

What does it mean to be inspired?
Managing contradiction-
With our capabilities so expansive,
But mentalities so enclosed
We are jointly inflated with promise, with poise and passion
Yet, dejected – cursed with the cancer of boredom
A boredom that sickens both the unmotivated,
And the insatiably restless, alike.

It’s only yourself that they want you to fear
It is your own life potential that compels, yet terrifies you
The society in which you live, which begs for adherence and mindless following
In a world of competition, a marathon race
Pitted against our own neighbors
Jockeying for position,
In the arena-  
            With the blood thirty audience-
            With the ruthless judge & savage jury-
            With the superficial scoreboard of reality TV
Where the grappling of oneself against the notions and images of our peers,
Leaves all parties scrambling-
           Scratching and clawing like ugly, aimless, blind filed mice
Pushing us all apart from each other,
Apart from ourselves
And the great puppeteers rely on our discontent,
To continue moving the machine forward
To continue playing the masochist game
To slog, to sift, to drag our heads, our hand and our heavy hearts around
Without ever asking, “why?”
To feel helpless and drained
To think and live as a separated drone
Alone and disjointed from others,
Needing to scream and shout and fight to assert themselves.


What does it mean to be inspired?
Withstanding through perseverance-
From hope, you continue to dance
They can’t bottle, or contain, or block you out from it
Shine inside it, moving with fire under the soles of your feet
Move in the expectations of a life-
              Of a love-
              Of an unmapped journey
That asks nothing of you in return, except enjoyment and fully opened eyes

And breathe in FEAR!
It’s not the enemy,
But a naturally occurring catalyst for change,
             Our built in system of drive
             With both negative tendencies, and gentle probing
And it can only eat you up, if you let it.


What does it mean to be inspired?
Starting Over-
So you sing
And you scream,
In madness-
In delirium-
In the hysteria, the absurdity, the utter freedom
Of a life without predetermined direction
Of a life with fear as your friend, no longer your foe
Of a life post- apocalyptic, with the walled confines of civility broken-
            And crumbling-
            And smoldering from ash
To wipe the landscape clean
And start the journey over,
            In bare, primitive, simplicity
Feeling reborn
A world uncontaminated, unconfined, untouched -
Rooted solely in the perfection of your own powerful potential
Aching for an undetermined canvas
With the deafening pitter patter of aimless creative thought,
           Dancing your mind into a world limitless and anew
Created of each our limitless magnitudes, yet bound by the million finite lives-
Existing within it.

What does it mean to be inspired?
Translating this to reality.

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