(And because i was probably too lazy to optimize those ; )
Ideas
Where is this place where all the ideas live?
Is it a place?
Where do they come from?
All those ideas.
I find them fully formed
And yet unknown to me
How they will be
I have to start just somewhere
And go step by step
Unravel their yarn
Follow diligently this tread
Of Ariadne
A student asked the old Zen master, “What is the nature of the white light that permeates all things?” The master replied, “In the dance of shadows, seek the light that casts none. In the symphony of colors, find the one that paints all. When the moon is but a sliver, see the radiance of the sun.”
The student, perplexed, queried further, “How can the light be seen when it leaves no trace?”
The master whispered, “Does the river leave footprints in the sand? Does the wind carry the scent of yesterday? In the realm of the formless, discover the footprints of no-foot and trace the scent of no-scent.”
they say
that white light is the birth
of many a color
and I agree
to this dance of light
it brings me joy
this rainbow
they say
that darkness is just the absence
of the light
and I say to them
that you don’t know the half of it
unless you’ve been thru the Dark Night
of a Black Hole
i’d say, a Black Hole is a entryway
to another universe alltogether
welcome it!
don’t be afraid of Pure Blackness
Go on!
White Light awaits!
And they are many, so many
A endless stream it seems
One leads to the next
A free association of links
And connections
A web of ideas
Of inspiration
Spirit in action
Playful creation
A joyful game
Of God
Ideas!
The muse, the muse!
My muse, she is a woman
Female, unpredictable she is
She comes unexpected
She is mysterious
Always full of surprises
Always playful too
She is a beautiful mind
Knowing and wise
And elegant
Graceful
And erotic
Attractive
I follow her
Wherever
She leads.
The muse!
My muse my muse
I am so happy when you come to me
Life would be dry without
You
Muse
mysterious
mesmerizing
attractive
inviting
lets make some more … art / beauty / peace