I went to that workshop just the other day.
It told me nothing...
Maybe someone there was inspired,
inspired to read a book, write a song,
change their whole life around.
I don't know.
That certainly wasn't me.
I wasn't inspired.
But it did make me think,
why?
Why do what I do?
Why do I challenge myself in different ways everyday?
Why bother trying?
I don't have any pressure on me.
Why not just stop now and take a right turn for Simple Boulevard?
Not one person would be mad at me.
No one will care, but,

but I will..
I care!
That's not me!
No!
I won't do it!
I'll stick to Challenge Lane!
No, I don't know why!
I just can't explain it, but it's who I am!

Wait, what?

I know who I am,
I know when I thrive,
I know what I love.

Boulevards may have their flowers,
but maybe my little lane ends in a lake.
And oh, how I do love water.

Dissonance was banned in the early church for years.
It was the devil's music after all.
And no one wants to hear that horrible clashing.
Music had to evolve into a new species before it was heard.
And yet its use has only continued to grow.
And now there are songs like
"Lux Aurumque"
Full of dissonance,
Filled with beauty.
How can dissonance be beautiful
When it can be so horrible and painful?
Can it turn the tables,
Change what has been thought about it for years?
How can ugly be beautiful?