Some soul wrenching news for the capricious self proclaimed muse

Often we find ourselves in a state of deprived inspiration and force ourselves to believe that we can find the motivation outside.

The muse is a mystifying manifestation of thought, compelling us to believe in its existence, enslaving our minds to the extent of utter dependency. Dependency that you try to resist but cant do anything about.

It makes you feel vulnerable, making you realize your inability to orchestrate your own lives. It might be like an injection of inspiration but then it teases you at times, when you think you need it the most.

In spite of paragons  from diverse fields emphasizing the relevance of a muse, I believe it to be more of an obstacle to your progress and a fracture to your wills.

Rather than waiting to be inspired, we are better of acting and later inspiring people from the consequence of our actions.

It is true that One can be instructed in society, one is inspired only in solitude, as a result one is  better off finding the potential within than exploring the world to find it.

The Muse, capable of polarizing  into identities, inspired or dissuaded,

Capable of stimulating your souls or rendering your spirits jaded.

Capable of galvanizing your thoughts and leading you into uncharted territories to make you find your surreal high,

Capable of taking you to the epitome of your potential, but when you need it the most, it hoodwinks and belies.

An obfuscator, it  makes the ingenuous trivialize the potency of their own will, It takes ornate forms,

Which are too indubitable for prejudiced minds to distill.

Its ludicrous to depend on the without when the afflatus lies within,

If you find yourself exhorted by Gauds,  its a feckless life that you seem to be living.

Be curious, explore the inexhaustible reserves of resolve inside,

Your strength of purpose should suffice to make you realize the dreams that you contrive.

The indomitable seldom need an external impetus, their enthusiasm never subsides,

Propelled  by their zeal to achieve, they set goals and just glide.

Safe from the deleterious muse my self-replenishing will is immune to external influence,

Seeing people lament, waiting for their muse to show, makes me take pride in my undying exuberance.

In your heart resides all the potential you wish to realize,

Do some soul searching and you would come up with some soul wrenching news for the capricious self proclaimed muse in your life.

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