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Originally Posted by Nefeli

yeah! that a great dreamy and frustrating feeling at the same time!
let it last!

master something something the heights of drunkenness the excess of tea etc etc.

i can't remember the language, but basically he converted wine, tea and who knows what else into paintings.

it's like that hungarian traveling mathematician (paul erdos) who said the brain was a machine to turn coffee into math problems.

me i'm a scribbler. i scribble. constantly. gives me a slight high all of its own. a dopamine release. it cuts through the chaos of my busy head. if i don't write, the inside of my head is like rush hour in the metro or a traffic jam where everyone is stuck for hours.