Answers Resting in the MVP of All Inspiration

Developing my own understanding of the illusions of the time and space around me is held at the top of the list. It's no secret that people seek answers, it is what is done with those answers that is left to the imagination. 

The moment I feel somewhat stable in my beliefs, I dream. 

Dreaming is the closest to Heaven and Hell reached by this being of mine. I'm a fly on the wall to my own sanity's insanity. It cries out to my wants and electrifies my fears. As I continuously speak to the artists of my time, I come to see that dreams could be the MVP of inspirations. Dreams take what is seen/heard/felt/thought by every person and puts on a show through a bird's-eye view. It's those artist who acknowledge dreams that anticipate their days. They rush through the days anticipating the night. They sit through the night anticipating their slumber. They wake with their source for art. They create it. Complete it. The cycle begins again. 

Whether it be art reflecting Heaven or Hell, it now exists. Unsure of the exact meaning of the portraits of the most feared and desired places of my teachings, I stand in awe before the work, questioning the answers each piece, song, photograph, movement, and/or voice holds. Could it be that each artist holds an answer that will forever rest under the first impressions of art?