Dulloldfart
Squirrel Extraordinaire
This isn't meant to be a scholarly thread, although I will start with some classical bits to show the concept has been around for a while. I'm interested in personal experiences in this vein.
It bothered me for a few days how I had written this. I don't write prose fiction, although I have tried. As far as I can remember I have never written more than a few hundred words before drying up. So how come I managed to produce a coherent 6000 word essay at age 9? I have no problem writing non-fiction, obviously.
I think I had help "from above." In other words, it wasn't really me who wrote it.
Aha! Body thetans!
Not at all. Whatever "body thetans" really are -- and I think there are some genuine life-energy-containing phenomena addressed here -- I look on them as something disharmonious to be remedied, not as helpful entities to be treasured as-is without arrogantly thinking one can control or improve them.
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So. Any interesting personal "muse" stories to relate?
Paul
In ancient Greek religion and mythology, the Muses (Ancient Greek: Μοῦσαι, Moũsai) are the inspirational goddesses of literature, science, and the arts. They are considered the source of the knowledge embodied in the poetry, lyric songs, and myths that were related orally for centuries in these ancient cultures. <Wikipedia>.
Divine inspiration is the concept of a supernatural force, typically a deity, causing a person or people to experience a creative desire. It has been a commonly reported aspect of many religions, for thousands of years. Divine inspiration is often closely tied to the concept of revelation, the belief in information being revealed or disclosed through communication with a deity or other supernatural entity or entities. <Wikipedia>.
This idea came to me <hah> recently. I was going through some stuff that had belonged to my mother, who died 20 years ago. It included a typed essay that I supposedly wrote at "age 9 3/4". I assume she typed it. This essay won a prize and was presented by the Mayor of Camberwell (London borough). She had also saved a handwritten diary entry of mine, and a couple of drawings I had made. These latter items were clearly childish. But the essay was quite sophisticated, a piece of fiction 6000 words long, and didn't seem like my work at all. I vaguely remember attending the prize ceremony. I can't imagine my mother would have carefully saved this essay from my childhood for 45 years, one of only a handful of items, if it were fake.It bothered me for a few days how I had written this. I don't write prose fiction, although I have tried. As far as I can remember I have never written more than a few hundred words before drying up. So how come I managed to produce a coherent 6000 word essay at age 9? I have no problem writing non-fiction, obviously.
I think I had help "from above." In other words, it wasn't really me who wrote it.
Aha! Body thetans!
Not at all. Whatever "body thetans" really are -- and I think there are some genuine life-energy-containing phenomena addressed here -- I look on them as something disharmonious to be remedied, not as helpful entities to be treasured as-is without arrogantly thinking one can control or improve them.
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So. Any interesting personal "muse" stories to relate?
Paul
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