The need to create resurfaced suddenly...
and there was a great urgency in my blood.
Somehow the need just laid dormant for the past few months.
But when it arisen again, it came with such a vengeance that it's focus became quite clear.
My hands trembled and my mind raced as images railroaded their way through
the black felt pen onto the college-ruled paper below.
It flourished and bounded out of my control
as a subconscious force took over to mold and shape
such visions of a perpetual imagination.
With my head spinning,
I was becoming more and more connected to the abundant world of ideas and concepts.