Finding Inspiration

Usually when there is thunder in the sky a lot of people like to duck and cover in fear and in expectation that their day will be ruined by some cosmic alignment of molecules destined for their day to be ruined. I like to think of thunder storms as the release of energy, which is what it really is.

It’s up to us as to what we do with that energy, are we afraid of it? Do we utilize it? Do we teach what it’s meaning is? Do we give it spiritual value?

I choose to give it inspirational value. What is more primordial and raw than a thunder storm? The feeling of the earth shuddering beneath your toes coupled with a raging tide of rain falling seemingly endlessly from the sky – what could be more poetic?

Of course earthquakes, volcanoes, and tornadoes as well as other natural disasters are infinitely more powerful, but we only get the occasional thunder storm here on my part of the world.

I enjoy the fact that humans are absolutely powerless, even in their understanding of how the world and it’s forces work. We can understand it, we can even to a certain small scale reproduce these things, but we can’t do anything about them on the planetary scale.

This powerlessness brings power, I figure, as we remember that we are beings who have divined the earth with our creations. I mean to say, we rule the earth, but we are still subject to it. There is never going to be a power struggle, there is a hierarchy. We are second on the food chain to a global catastrophe, are we not? Could not the earth swallow us in tsunamis and hurricanes?

It’s an interesting thought.

Alas, this post is about finding inspiration. So to get to my point quite quickly and plainly: if I can find inspiration in a thunder strike or two, where can you find it?

Balance

My life has seemingly become one very large balancing act. On one hand; I have a lot of work to do on my album. A lot of work does get done; simply because it is something I am passionate about and I have a lot of finishing up to do on it. I’m not even mentioning the fact that there are about 4-5 more phases to go through after I am finished writing this album.

Alas; not all of my time can be spent on the songs. I wish I had one more hour every single day so that I could work on them.

Hold on; one more hour?

What if I just went to bed an hour later? Or woke up an hour earlier? Hmmmmm?

Interesting concept, isn’t it? That’s what successful people do. They keep working hard at what they love so that they can keep moving forward. I remember thinking back to myself a few weeks ago; “Wow, imagine if I didn’t wake up at 6 today. Where would my head be at? What would I be doing at this time? Brushing my teeth?” that day I finished an entire song in solid swoop, or sweep for you guitar enthusiasts.

So just some food for though. I go through a lot of processes which makes songwriting very elaborate and difficult, much as anyone does to refine their work or art. My point is to do what you love to do, and to do it a lot. Get as much as you can out of it.

Today I spent an hour and a half and I got through an entire new musical piece. By new I mean I produced it from what it originally was; but that’s semantics. The point is I kicked a lot of ass. I was testing out a new work principal of 50/10: 50 minutes of work, 10 minutes of rest. But I ended up going hard for one and a half hours straight and only now have I stopped to blog and to eat some nasty little 59c noodles.

Oh well.

Off I go.