A creative element is essential to almost any endeavor; business, science, and of course art. It is that which changes a stack of bricks into an architectural wonder or the recombination of scientific principles into a new theory. Most of the time people don't notice. Truly it is that which you know is missing only when it is gone.
This is when it becomes an intelligent and fickle thing that is neither man or woman, but it. Always just within reach, it teases and dances around the imagination. Sometimes it darts in and leaves something unnamed on the tip of your tongue. You are left in frustration knowing something important is there; something golden.
Sometimes cursed in absence, but always welcomed back, the muse is a paradox. Not until a person forgets about it does it fly back to settle gently around the host. It is inhaled without thought or effort and as ideas arrive the mundane becomes lit with interesting shapes and shadows.
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