Big ideas or even small ones always strike on the throne. They hit you when you are helpless and depend on your dying ability to remember things. I believe I have a logic to explain this idea striking on throne phenomenon. Of course I will explain, even if you don't care. This is my blog and my words rule here.
Every time we sit on that grand throne we sit to give out something from within. It might be in any form but all of it goes out, it leaves us. As a result of this there is a vacuum. When something old goes, something new steps in to take it's place.
Shit or pee leaves you, ideas strike you. They are fresh and new, coming because the old has left you and there is place and scope for change.
Bereft of ideas, creativity imagination? Chuck the pot and hit the throne. Am already on the way to my queendom.
