Young Writers Society

• Many people search for inspiration, but do they even know what is it? It’s uncertain. May be it's the rhythm of your beating heart or the freshness of your alive soul. I personally don't know what is it? Because I am not of a paramount importance: I am unsettled vague spirit: not a preacher nor that sagacious man. Why! Can’t I be a luminous star, a renowned writer, a sophisticated inventor, I am non-of those I fail to reveal who am I? 
• Thus I have been looking for that inspiration everyone is talking about. I need that saving revelation out of the mystery no the misery inside my eclipsed heart. I just wonder that melody of being awake when I fall really hard. Maybe the problem is that we always highly evaluate people around us and underestimate our capabilities and feel the empty spaces inside, felling them with nonsense and tragedy. we go looking for a motivation but instead we keep playing these videos and reading these articles of the preeminent people who have achieved the dreams that we desperately relinquished to accomplish them just to get inspired; however, it devastates us more from the inside of the rib cage shaking the life all around.
• Therefore we adopt the feeling of being failures and fall in an ambiguous tribulation. May be you need the time to listen to your thoughts with no one around to censure you or view you a sneer. Here you stand by yourself reveal the obscurity that surrounds your heart. 
• Do you have to walk in that hasty track heedlessly for the rest of your life! No don't. Never listen to those mystified persons who give no help but pull your spirit crudely down. Just release your soul to the sunshine feel the deep rushing ocean friskily hugging the shore and watch its passionate darkened blue wave marching on with its crest dancing and holding its core. Condone the past with all its tragedy and happiness you will never be able to deface all your agonies nor retain your delightful moments. Live the moment and let anything passes by you. Never mind your failure as nothing lasts forever; the change must come sooner or later. 
• I think the inspiration we have been looking for is nowhere far it's too close that couldn't be distinguished. It's not about motivation, stimulation or frustration; it is all about you. Believe me you are that flying injured bird that with its confidence has succeeded to be alive after a long journey in a demolishing war. Yes! You are that shining star you gaze at every night before you fall asleep. You are everything you dream to be, just conquer the faith in your soul. You are the reflection of your thoughts: you are the inspiration you have been wishing for.

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