muse

mariam-webster’s diction defines the word ‘muse’ as “a source for inspiration.” well, in the history of the world, there have been millinos of muses who have inspired men and, i guess, women to pen out words, paint dramatic pieces, and sing incredible songs. i think sometimes you can interchange the words “inspiration” and “frustration” in that title. true art isn’t just born out of inspiration, it is grinded out of frustration. my picture of someone feeling “inspired” is that person who has fallen in love in an incredible way or seeing a i-can-only-stare-so-long sunset or extracting beauty from something that may not be as beautiful. there is something of wonder to that. but muses can also take the form of something frustrating, not just inspiring. the original greek godesses presided over the arts and even had names that represented things like “song” or notes on a lyre. ironically, some of these ‘inspiring’ women were curses to men. Plato writes that some men who were so obsessed with the muses they forgot to even eat or drink and eventually died from their obsession. the muses also had a way of being coy, tricking people into competitions only to turn them into some sort of animal. so, muse, here’s to another blog entry about you.