I was feeling incredibly inspired, with an intense jump in heart-rate all of a sudden... Sitting here late at night at my step-dad's, I knew I couldn't play a beat and freestyle like I wanted to. (I get loud, and BIG.)
At the same time I knew from past experience that if I didn't do something about this energy rushing through me, I would be sitting in bed for hours trying to count sheep jumping over a fence, except the sheep would be wearing gangster clothes and bling while they rapped about all the ideas I was having...
I was about to shove the flow of juices somewhere deep down inside of me, slowly sucking away at my energy like a homeless person on the verge of death that lived in me, (which I just now realized is something I have done a lot in the past) and then some new synapses fired in the "think outside of the box" segment of my brain, and I decided to use a different medium for my expression.
My mind told me it would be boring, but I poofed my ego out of the way and let the creative wave take over my presence... Below is that wave... May it take over your senses... Ride it all the way to shore.
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