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What inspires me?

Robots.

I admire the old ones man predicted would evolve that look a lot like humans in aluminum foil costumes. It says something about how we envision the future. At least, how our forefathers saw it.

God.
Understanding that there is God in everything. Especially us. And God sees fit that we do and say whatever we need to play our part in this life. Knowing there is no right or wrong answer.. and stuff.

Breakdancing.
I never learned to do it. But I was once seen a man of 60plus years throw down. I knew it was never too late to begin anything.

Just the pursuit of happiness right now. That's love to me. But whatever or whoever gets in the way, I'm willing to be ask to dance usually.

Searching.
Be it hidden or tucked safely somewhere in my head that I lean to my bed. I love dreams. I can't get enough of them. Everyday, I wake up asking myself, who came up with that?

I think there is so much life to be lived and learned, especially when you are asleep. And the things you can do are boundless
compared to this simple life. I'm sure everyone flies from time to time and it's always enough to leave an impression and create a memory of doing so.
And that's what life really is. A collection of memories.

I'd be right here doing this and that. It is a perfect world somewhat and we all have the power to be and do what we choose. There is nowhere I'd rather be and no name I'd rather call myself.

"follow your dreams."
eventually you find the fine line between when you are awake and when you are knocked out.
And then you are really collecting and creating..