Gone.

[anirbas]

I am without a muse
Can't remember
when she left me
Just know she's gone

Anyone else feel this way?

[darkness0within]

For myself I sometimes just don't get the time to write. At the moment things are just crazy here.

But I'll store it up for inspiration for writing later.

I do occasionally have writers block anirbas. So I do know what a pain it is. But it will pass.

Take heart in that.

[anirbas]

I do take heart in that, Darkness. That it will pass. It just doesn't feel like it, right now. Hehe.

I have been busy since February focused on making certain things happen in Anirbas Land. Haha.

Take care, my friend. Stay safe, sane and well, in this new world we find ourselves in.

[moseley]

it is that I don't feel right, which is odd because I have gotten to such a place where I am excited about music, painting, writing and creation...so, now my spirit is right, but me, as a prepared participant, is not...in that I find me lacking and not in a critical way because the present time seems to be in a long roadway above my head, and I am naked and barefoot in a gulley below it looking up...oh, no, that does not bother me either, as I am excited about seeing the impossible and at the same time, feel my capacity to be slower than I used to could run. For all that, I am enough, and yet, I am like a blade of grass in the field(no Walt Whitman intention here)but just a blade in the grass covering a large field, nowhere in particular and there is a seeming expectation that I have a flower to still put up, but maybe, there is nothing but a blade of grass. Not in a depressing way, but just as a way of feeling part of the number that moves with the wind most of the time, when I thought I was a meadowlark....but still, I am excited, as a blade of grass, still trying to work some alchemy to be a bird and as much as I have had many muses...through this realization, I have that element within but feeling a need to just keep the whole "wow, I am a blade of grass!!!" exclamations in my own silent storm.