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many moments, fleeting as they are, that make your heart flutter...

moments, meaning brief... little spurts of inspiration... motivation...

little epiphanies.

sparks of genius.

now if we could only capture each and every one of those sparks and focus them, then we could really light things up.

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but life is a slow burn.

smoldering... with a deep, slow heat with a steady, even glow.

different temperatures, aren't we all? providing warmth and the occasional fire when necessary.

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at least, most of us.

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there are those individual flares that open our eyes and show the world beyond what we previously knew...

they illuminate for a brief moment, but then die out quickly, because a light that bright doesn't last forever...

there are also those fires that are so unique that they change the way we perceive what we already have, thus changing us just as much as those that expand our horizons...

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but as long as you are breathing, there is always a little ember, no matter how cold or dark things may appear.

and that ember is all that you need to rekindle a blaze.

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I need a brain recorder.

not the kind that take the external measurements, like electro-chemical activity, temperature, etc. etc.

no, I need a brain recorder that actually records thoughts and emotions.

it would be something that would automatically record something that you know you need recorded because it was one of those moments of genius and it is something that will probably leave your mind the second something (like a car cutting you off in traffic) crosses it...

the problem with writing ideas down is that it is quite difficult for written words to describe every feeling ever felt, not to mention the details, the subtleties of an idea.

personally, whenever I go back to an idea that I have written down, there is a 50/50 chance that I will not be able to pick up the previous fervor felt.

er... 60/40...

the problem is, the idea is so huge that I cannot hope to capture it on whatever little scrap of paper that I happen to have found, added to the fact that the second you stop thinking about an idea, it seeps away faster than [insert analogy here]

yeah...

so...

um.

nothing.