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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