How does one continue to keep finding inspiration in writing? One of the things that always scared me about writing consistently was the simple fear of running out of words. When words whisper away, the music mingles patiently in the background building momentum through character.
As I am getting more in tune and consistent with my own inner workings, I’m beginning to find light in every corner in which I look. My mind is processing endless imagination with the beat of my heart and a newfound purpose. The purpose of imagination is to reevaluate the process in which one thinks.
The inner workings of a fortune cookie turned into a fascination of mine today. In one single moment of clarity it all made sense. A fortune cookie is laden with a lavish fragility yet it packs quite a powerful punch. The vague prophecies that these little crumbs of wisdom put out into the world have always accentuated the process in which we break down the monosodium glutamate we just devoured. What I am enthralled with today is the following. What is it about the sacred lot of O-mikuji that kicks our focus and effort into high gear? These scrolled up blessings in disguise are filled with genuine thoughts of hope. We all know how much of a good thing hope is.
The ingredients of a fortune cookie are always different yet their value the same. Of course when you mix butter, flour, sugar, and oil with words of enlightenment the results are relatively consistent to sugar and spice and all things nice. There is something so rewarding about ripping open cellophane hoping for your next big break in the words of an aphorism. Sprinkle in a few lucky numbers, maybe a smile and believe in a better day.
Be Good. Good Night.