Inspiration

So I haven't written in awhile, awhile being a long long time.

I don't even know if I remember how to write anymore it's been that long. I remember phrases such as "forever and ever endeavor" and "by chance happenstance" and such phrases being applicable to certain feelings of which I find myself wallowing in currently.

Inspiration strikes in the most trivial ways striking down a flurry of emotion and thoughts that run rampant amok a wanton wasteland of nothingness.

I am by nature lazy. It must mean a lot for me to take up the pen or rather the keys to express myself via a lingual mode.

Ginger. Honey. Iris. Juniper.

A Kaleidescope of Lavish trinkets and baubles dabble in a Myriad of Nonsensical Opiates. The root so bitter, countered by nature's sugar brings a sullen balance to the new meaning of by chance happenstance.

If music is the drug then let me be addicted. If addiction requires rehab then let me take music therapy. It's funny where artists find thier own inspiration in the works of men.

and women alike of course.

I want you. Forever and ever endeavor. Like water frozen in time one will find lost memories. But forgive my ramblings. For it's time for this sun to set and a new moon to rise above.