Apr 08, 2009 12:53
*This is my entry for the second week of April for Brigit's Flame, this week- Prompt is "Seed", Fiction
Whoever reads this letter;
I have been around for centuries you know.
They even made a movie about me, but I look nothing like Sharon Stone.
I am the one who puts ideas in your head. You know, the magic that comes from within yourself?
People keep looking for me, but they can't find me as I am just a figment of your imagination or am I?
Why do you blame me about the bad ideas or the flops that you've had? That's not fair to me! I can't help if the idea I gave you in the first place didn't work out the way you planned, maybe it's because that wasn't the plan I had in mind. Maybe you just took the idea and made it your own. That's fine with me, but don't blame me if it doesn't work out.
Oh, and by the way, what is going on with the drugs, I mean, I didn't come up with that idea, and even if I did, don't blame me saying the drugs made me do it...PLEASE....give me a break. It has to do with the chemicals infecting your brain cells.
Maybe years go by and you say to yourself, wow, that was a great thing that I did, but wait just a minute here, why can't you include me? I mean, years ago, it was all the rage to have a muse, to be the muse, to just have art about me. But sadly for me, those days are gone and over. Sigh.
I am still the seed of thought, the idea that flows into your music, your art, your photography. I am still here, even though you can't see me, that's fine, just know that I have had my say, and will be here when you are ready to use me.
Signed,
The Muse
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brigits flame competition for april week,
the muse,
fiction