Caffinated Splendor

I am amazed at the revelations that God gives me when I have had at least 1000 milligrams of caffeine. Maybe 3 or 4 red bulls, some Panamanian coffee (my fav), a massive bag of chocolate covered almonds or just 1 or 2 pounds of chocolate. When in my more hedonistic days (no talk of John Piper* here) I was always the most inspired to create art when I was slightly influenced by something (I will leave the details of what those somethings were for my therapist and those of you who know me best). Now God allows some much less destructive/distracting elements to be involved in the process. However, I have read all of the biographies and seen all the shows about how weird and whacked out some of the great artists of history have been. This being said, can it be that artists need the comfort that is afforded by the vices to help release us from the chains society places on our creativity. Well, how do I reconcile this with my faith? I mean what is the problem with a little key to unlocking the creative juices? And if God doesn't like it why does it work? I guess I need to ask myself what is my muse? What is the catalyst to my creativity? God's Love? God's Power? The way He has changed me?
I guess I will continue to struggle with this question.

I've got to save the rest of the discussion for later my tall Uboria mild roast from Starbucks is almost empty.

Finding My Way

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