Perception

Humans are gullible, they can’t help it. 

From the minute a person learns to speak, they believe what they’re told. What colour is the sky? Blue, you say? It could be green, or brown, or polkadots for all you know. You only think it’s blue because someone told you it was. They could have lied. You tell someone your name’s Bob and you work as a postman, then your name’s Bob and you work as a postman. Perspective. The world is only a criss-crossing web of perspectives, fake realities generated by the fickle imaginings of human minds. Really, you can be anyone, anywhere, doing anything.

It really is so very easy.

Inspired

Inspiration is the stuff of life. Of all the feelings and emotions you can experience, inspiration is the best. No, no, there's no point in arguing. When you're happy, or when you're in love, you feel inspiration. When you're sad or frustrated it's inspiration which brings you up out of it. And while feeling happy is a good thing, feeling inspired makes things happen. Every great building, work of art, book, leap forward in science, and discovery of new life has come from a spark of inspiration.

But inspiration is a simple sort of potion, that's sometimes tricky to come by.

It's easier if we're given it by someone else, but we have to be open to receiving it.

And it's much trickier to brew ourselves.

But once you've mastered it...

Welcome To The Scrapbook of Persia Thorne

Have you ever found yourself with stray thoughts? Not the big ones which come from your day's activities or the concerns in your life, but the small random ones. The imaginings. Maybe they're sparked by a person who passes you on the street, or a chair your hand brushes against in the coffee shop, or the tree you drive past every day.
Where do those thoughts go? Would it be so impossible to keep them all? In a bottle, or a box.

Words. Wordsmiths. Word-readers. Are we valid? Are we needed? Does it matter? If not, are we chasing pretty colours to idle time? Or are we being led?

Questions without answers. Imaginings without roots. Welcome to the scrapbook of Persia Thorne.