There is no divine inspiration, there is no god. Well, there is, but he/she/it has left the building already. But he/she/it left you with a spark. Just a tiny piece of burning coal ready to ignite if you touch the paper to it.
When camping I have often waken up in the morning to find the fire has gone out, except for the few warm coals. I've also found that if you blow on them, they have just enough left in them to reignite. You simply have to blow on them long and hard enough to get a response.
You are the divine mind, you are the burning coal, if you just find it. You're already on fire, just feel it.
Or don't, telling anyone anything is like herding cats, afterall.
Not bad, but too short.
I like it, too. Saint Z.
I especially enjoy the implied instruction to blow your mind. ;)
Personally, I take a lid off one of my totes and fan the flame, I am not sure if that is a good analogy, though. Flip my lid? Whatever. Reminds me of the mustard seed story. Or, a little less, but also the footprints in the sand. You have to find that bit inside yourself. Most people, I think Americans are the worst but I could be wrong, look for happiness, peace of mind, everything really, outside of themselves. If you can't find it within, you can't find it without. And trying to herd cats, holy crap. The only way to get a cat to move in a direction you want is to put food there. :roll: