I was just writing something here and it seemed like it was a dead subject, seems as if I was planning to talk about something in paticular but in the end I was just spreading scattered ideas all over the place.

Fuck it.

Let's improvise.

Creativity, the creativity of life is seen everywhere, if you can't see the creativity in everything around you, then what can you see?

The creativity in the mistakes, the creativity in the illusionary perfections, the creativity in illusion itself, and even the creativity in dullness.

It can only be experienced now, the seemingly random feelings and thoughts that are occuring, are so creative in their existence, since they did not exist a second ago, neither will they exist the next second.

Music, the embodiment of creativity, the single sound waves embracing each other under one collective expression called music, the way it flows in and out of nothing is what is amazing.

Creativity, it's what makes the interesting interesting, and what makes the dull dull, the little tiny details that go missed in life, are a showcase of the creativity of life, there is no one thing the same as the other, everything is different, yet the bigger picture is whole.

Creativity, it's what's making the typing of this blog post happen, it's what is making me think the next thought in order to type the next letter, it's also what is making the next idea different from the previous one.

If we could see life as a painting, then creativity is the painter.

Planning out kills creativity, creativity is spontaneous, it is only experience now, it cannot be imagined, since it is what creates the imagining, the planning out and the worrying blinds us from that, blinds us from the creativity which IS the now.

So just drop everything you're doing now, and just take a moment to experience the creativity which is taking the form of what's infront of you, not only in these words, in everything around you, how everything is shaped to take a very peculiar, improvised, beautiful form if you take a relaxed look at it.

The creativity in colour, expression, music, dance, feeling, thought and life itself is something worth looking at.

There is something else I think would be worth doing, this is especially for liberated people.

Instead of being afraid from the apearence of thought of a self, instead of being afraid of it (like I have), don't focus on the content of that thought, focus on the creativity of it, focus on how creativity is the thought in itself, how thought seems so alive, how it is there this second and not the next.

So don't fear thought, see the creativity of it.

For the unliberated, for the un-enlightened, there is no self in creativity, there is no self in life, there is no self in this, there is just the creativity, just the life, just this, this is life, now focus on what I'm about to say.

Right now
You are experiencing the invisible painter of life, painting the never complete picture, look.

The painter painted an illusion called you.
Just see it as it is.
Look.

And as an ending to this post.
The perfection of life is in the imperfection, the perfection is in the incompletion.
Completion and perfection mean the end of creativity.
And the collapse of life.

Creativity is infinite.