inspiration come, inspiration come,
like a cake that rises
may you rise like this cake
inspiration come, inspiration come.
After you bake the cake you must cut it into exactly seven pieces. Each piece representing the seven walks around the house. Each piece of cake you eat representing your awakening of the mind under the full moon. (so yes you will each the whole cake) After, walk to your "shrine" barefoot and then the inspiration will come! Like lightning! Taaa-daa!"
If inspiration was that easy we'd all be fat with 'mind cake' - but it is not. Just the other night as I was sort of awake and asleep I thought of a fantastic poem. The whole thing from beginning to end! It was amazing, I was so stunned with myself that I thought I should at least remember it till the morning. Hahaha...right. So I completely forgot the poem when I woke up. It was disappointing but here is the kicker, its not the first time that this has happened. If it is not a poem its, a story that I' having trouble with, which I figure out how to fix it but then promptly forget how when I awake (most of the time but not always)
So if anyone asks where my inspiration comes from I can say: when I'm partially awake, showers, Evanescence, nature, road-trips, and in my over-active imagination.