Alphabetic Prose

[FiberMama]

All of my ideas come from other places. Because I am constantly reading, seeing, researching and learning, my brain is flooded with images from everywhere at all times.  Call me crazy but I can't seem to stop a continual path of learning.  Discovering a new idea inspired by the work of others tends to keep me up at night.  Every thought I have however, is inspired by others and is not entirely my own; it's merely an adaptation.  Frequently I wonder what it would be like to be one of the lucky few who think of something truly original.  Good ideas must come from somewhere.  How would it be if there were just free floating in the air, available to anyone who wanted to pluck one from the sky?  I worry that I would pick more than my share.  Justifying using each one and tucking it away with glee for a later date.  Keeping those ideas to myself would be a sin though, just like it would be a waste for me not to be inspired by the creativity of others.  Love drives people to create and when others are inspired by their love it begets even more love and isn't that what the true secret to spreading joy and peace really is? Maybe I'm over thinking things.  Not everyone is as objective about their creavtive process but I am a realist.  Other people inspire me and that's all there is to it.  Possibly one day I will create some wonderful new thing or idea or art or invention, plucking the idea from the air like magic but for now I am mostly content with what I have.  Quite a skill really, taking an old idea and making it fresh and new.  Regular people want a better mousetrap and that is what I usually have to offer.  Still, I would like to share my love and be the one to sometimes inspire others.  To see my work emulated would be a high honor.  Under other circumstances some people may call it plagarism but I try my hardest not to copy from others, only to be inspired by them.  Virtually all art inspires me however and I sometimes get bogged down with unfinished projects.   When I get really excited about an idea I may stay up all night working on it, unable to slow down or stop. Xanthochroic children dance at my feet and ask to get involved and I admit I love to share my love of art with them.  You may think I'm manic but I'm just inspired.  Zealousness drives all great artists.