losing the inspiration

i've been wanting to write again but i couldn't. no inspiration? im really not sure.
i find it lame when people tell me they need inspiration to write, to dance, to perform or to do whatever. Lame because they depend on other things to get them on the go. or maybe lame because they knew Edgar Allan Poe had to drink first before he writes? The norms of this world build who you are. but should it be that way?

Can losing the inspiration be the inspiration? yes, and only some could find the sense in it. It can be the drive for you to write again, dance, or just wake up everyday. the feeling of having no soul, makes you want to have a soul. and it is your journey to get that want. for the emptiness inside is never filled by another, but it is filled by self. others only patch the hole that defines your emptiness, they can only pacify but never satisfy.

find the beauty in the mess, it is a world not everyone is willing to explore. they look at the mess and just see it as is. thats why they hate it, why they always want to get away, to escape from. maybe finding the beauty in the mess brings peace in self. there just agitated because they are not in their comfort zone. but how can it be a comfort zone if you're not willing to make it one?

i could lead this entry to the norms and how i hate and love them. but i feel i've reached my point. losing the inspiration is my inspiration.