Strings in the wind

7.14 pm..end of a groggy lazy Tuesday, I again have one of those attacks. The sort that tells you something is lurking around the corner, waiting to strike.. create magic. Magic like the final brushstroke that makes all the difference between a painting and a masterpiece…and you see the transformation happening right before your eyes...that you are glued to it..so glued you forget how it felt like waiting behind the corner,full of anticipation only moments ago.The surge of creativity…the energy prior to creation…

I wonder if God felt this before he conceived all that our senses acknowledge today…and d exhilaration once he witnessed the miracle he had done.. I guess it has got to do a lot with how you feel when you say “I felt like God”…
I wonder if God..a supernatural power had feelings. Was it even possible for power to have emotions and a mind of its own..

There I dwell comfy in my world of abstracts…random thoughts that tumble into each other..sliding back into a string....swaying in the wind....

okay..That is how I felt , a sudden need to blog.I had no clue as to what I wanted to write and I didn't even want to find out. I just wanted to let it flow.I had to write ,no matter what.

And here I am forming strings.
And there you are. .wondering.:)
Scoot before one more hits you;)

adios,
God bless you;)