You cannot run away from it; just like the very same way you would not wish to run away from life. The sun - my inspiration - is the centre of whatever is called life.
We have been informed that, it rises from the east; but to me, it is as if it rather rises from my head, while casting it's insurmountable rays around it, chasing away the dark and bad; tarrying the whole day for the worst and unconsciously brightening that same head with so much inspiration.
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It's funny though that my inspiration -the sun- keeps chasing darkness around the world since its beginning, giving negativity a zero rest in my head while I brace myself to attack every opportunity with all my might. Haha, my inspiration has actually become a temptation to darkness: not to promote it if conquered, but to suppress if it eventually yields to its persistent seduction. What a pity...
Each time it passes through my face, I say "Good Morning", though not the conventional 24 hours count but more often than that. If it tarries longer than expected, I wonder if the chase has ended (which is the end of life); but sooner or later, I'll discover that it was just being unduly captured by the powerful clouds of thoughts. I breath in and out when I see it's glory shattering the clouds and making ways out of the 'wayless' clouds.
Oh my inspiration!
