when in the stream of consciousness,
one's all resources like vocabulary, quotes, anecdotes,
academic subjects, memories,
experiences, incidents,
what ever encountered,
big or small, valuable or insignificant,
all acquire a kind of fluidity,
leave their stickiness and hold on the mind,
and as one tries to express truths cognized
they all come handy and flow in creative beauty and order,
though no attempt/ struggle is made consciously
to conform to rhyme and meter, rules of grammar,
or nuances of literary flavors ,
like similes homilies etc.
i get just joy,
and i read myself and enjoy
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