My creative process

Suddenly it stops, unsatisfied, exhausted. Comes the break, taking distance. Inside me, ideas bubble up, a great broth of ideas that do not materialize. Relax, play, perception, my mind, my muse is released. I move away from the comfort zone. I think... I feel... In the darkest areas I find the light. Mist arises, ghosts dance with my muse while having fun in the game of shadows. There is no color, only black and white. I order, I disorder. I change, I feel and sense the change. Just one more process of so many already lived. (Motivational Series. Questions and Answers in ascii art.)