I’m tired of people saying they are not creative

The first two immediate examples that come to mind are fear and infatuation. Both are extremely creative processes, and no wonder why they go so well together.

The more I live life, the more I come to understand that all the lessons are there for us to learn, independently, on our own, with little to no consultation with anyone else. Not to discount the usefulness of developing ideas with others, but so many of these things are so very primary; first principals, a term I first encountered in math in school.

Sometimes I think we’re so buried in the pragmatism of our lives that we mask ourselves from just how creative we are. In the example of fear, remember that the instinct is for self-preservation on a most primary level, but the fear itself, the actual fear requires great creativity.

I’m not hung up on fear in particular, it’s just the easiest example to use.

Oh but for someone with something to say, and the right combination of courage and stupidity to say it! It is the quickest way to affection; the details can be ironed-out later, I assure you. One thing I will guarantee you quite easily; I’ve plenty of stock of stupidity for you. Years’ and years’ worth of it. Hidden in amongst it though are the most curious and precious gems of exquisite strangeness. They are unique to myself and no-one else has them.
Don’t you see? They’re nothing to be jealous of. Your own cup is literally overflowing with stones of like value, unique only to you. You just don’t look at them any-more, distracted as you are by the events and the engagements of society and the world that are irrelevant to your specific experience.

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Enough.
It’s rubbish talk.
Dignity these days is terribly out of fashion.