(Don't write life with words).
Though imperfect, quirky, flawed and weird, life is still beautiful when looking from many angles, be it through the eyes of a human, a bird or an ant.
These is always an inspirational effect, although the cause seldom be known, it is felt when I start day dreaming.
I do not write life with words, I write it with a series of mushroom dreams.
Does it involve a hallucinogenic effect as well?