Whispers amongst the tintamar

Is there any better feeling than the feeling of accomplishment? When you really feel like you've got hold of the beast's neck and ripped off a solid chunk of success, now that's a good day. Two days ago I had one of those days. The ideas would not stop even for the enevitable need to finally sleep. I just love the mad rush of thoughts and consciousness that is the frenetic beat of wild inspiration. Needless to say, I also fear the unforgiving power of that, ultimately, madness, but one must ride the big wave sometimes. Otherwise, it's all just a lot of talk and a badge.