Why Am I Preventing the Exuberance That Begins to Fill Me Inside
Why am I so afraid of writing and thinking about the things I love? Why do I prevent these thoughts from taking over me? Why do I restrain myself when it comes to creativity? When I play a game I love, I get carried away by its excitement, whether I'm in front of the screen or not, and I allow it to take over.
My ideas, the things I want to write, and what I read want to do the same. So why do I prevent them?
One day, when I blocked the paths of the rivers of production and enthusiasm flowing into me, I took myself out for a walk and a distraction. I would like to share here this high-level poem I wrote on "Avoiding Creativity" while I was at war with myself. I hope it touches your mind and soul and that after today you will leave the problem of avoiding creativity behind 🙂
When exuberance flows inside me
When it spreads through my veins
Focus wants to scatter
Looking for new directions
Sharpen it
Let it cope with creativity
Sharpen it
Coping with productivity
You'll get used to it in two weeks
You'll get used to it in two weeks
What are the other reasons
Tell me
From the embrace of creation
Why do I keep running away
Tell me