

All beautiful things happen spontaneously. The best drawings come out deep at night, when you suddenly encounter inspiration. The paintings come out full of colors and your feelings, like something alive, new, unexplored. You paint and laugh, cry, barely breathe, but you create. The best photos come when no one is posing. You just manage to capture the smile of a strange girl or the moment a bird flutters from a lilac branch, leaving behind the slight flutter of leaves. These pictures are fuzzy, but mesmerizing and full of life. And you weren't expecting them. The best lyrics come only after a click in your head. Relax, put on some music, and don't think about anything. The words will come out by themselves. Don't strain your brain to connect a few words, real writers write from the soul, not from the brain (but no one turned off the mind!). Don't chase the muse. The muse will come to you herself and give you a whole world written by yourself. The best people come into your life when you're not trying to find them. It happens all by itself. The red thread slowly unravels, connecting kindred souls and pointing the true way. They'll know they need you. Don't tear yourself to anyone or dive into the abyss of searching. All beautiful things happen spontaneously. You just have to wait a little while.