I wonder if there are out there, other people who fear inspiration. I do.
The problem is that I am, artistically, horribly ambitious. I would love to play the piano like Leif Ove Andsnes and direct an orchestra, with the connection, sensitivity and artistic vision he has. I would love to sit at the piano and learn and practice for hours on end. I would like to be a painter, a dancer, an actress, an Opera singer, a clothes designer, and do all of those things to perfection. And it is impossible, unless you don’t do anything else! All of them, full time activities.
And I must write. I must, as you must give birth to a baby you love and want.
I wish I could create and give birth to the nearly limitless art-expression-children of my mind and my heart that I would dream of having.
Perhaps I will re-incarnate into a limitless being with limitless artistic possibilities and limitless time.
But, I do like earth, and my time here… what shall I do?
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