The midst of Night...
I was just thinking about how I (and a ton of other people) often starts to worry a lot at night, but also, finds their strongest motivation to create. The imagination becomes so vivid and inspiring at night, but, then again, the same goes for your worries. It's really simple if you think about it. It's all about imagination. At night, you dream. At night, the darkness forces you to believe. At night, the silence makes it a lot easier to hear your own thoughts, and the knowledge of that everybody else is asleep makes it so much easier to focus on yourself. That kind of solitude can be cleansing but also scary. It depends on you mental state, hehe. Obviously...
I wrote this on my facebook a short while ago...
"The night is so bittersweet. It awakens the true power of one's creativity but also the power of one's deepest worries. I guess I need to choose if the power of my imagination will be a gift - or - if it will be a disorder. My bright side is saying: Of course it's a gift! You can not live without imagination! But then my dark side says: Of course it's a disorder. With the way you think, it can't be anything else. But then, I say: I'm neither only bright or dark. I am both... for I am human. I always come to the same conclusion - my key is balance."
Yeah... my key is balance.
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