
Today I had someone say, "you must have a lot of inspiration in the work and art you do because of the activities you do". Instantly I was tripping over my tongue not really able to follow up on that, and instantly I understood what did inspire me, and it was life! It is not the activities like surfing, biking, or playing a round of disc golf, but it was life in the general sense. It is the beauty of life that is truly my inspiration. It is not that someone has something more or better in their head, but we all have something amazing in all our heads. The innovation that helps people improve themselves and create something different. Inspiration is not fueled by a simple activity, but is fueled by the possibilities that exist. My inspiration comes from everywhere, and ultimately I think that is where most people believe it to come from as well. It is possible that we believe that our inspirations come from one small little thing, but ultimately how could you even perceive that certain thing without of understanding a very detailed and complicated history of many objects that ultimately led up to you understanding that exact moment in time that you actually became inspired. The collection of memories mixed with the new and actually truly understood and appreciated. Ultimately, it seems that inspiration is truly in some sense of an appreciation for something, expressed through your means of expression.
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