Creation is:
A thought made solid.
An urge humored.
A change manifested.
A status ipso facto.
A first act in an indeterminate play.
A reason to stay up.
An excuse for oblivousness.
A desire for more.
A need for less.
A mitigated disaster.
An answer to an unasked question.
A last throw of loaded dice.
A sunset viewed from a gutter.
A songbird flitting through smog.
A crab scuttling into a wave.
A beautiful scar from a painful wound.
A laugh in the midst of tears.
A final warm breeze before a blizzard.
A tree bent double by the wind.
An unexplained conundrum.
A denial of acceptance.
A shy smile, often unreturned.
A fear of sameness.
A patter of snowflakes on a deathly cold night.
A reach with a broken, bandaged hand.
A flair for unease.
A dramatic demonstration of the mundane.
A drowning of ego in id.
A reptilian brain deciding it just don't care.
A repetition seeking originality.
A long walk in a scenic desert with no water.
A cause to despair, ye mighty.
An opportunity to make the WORST THING EVER.
An attractant for philistines, trolls, and backbiters.
A deep bass beat from an unknown source.
A rustle of leaves before a storm.
A penetration of what is with what might.
A knockout blow from a balsawood hammer.
A surrender of dignity for uncertainty.
A half-recalled visit to a demolished building.
A terrifying ordeal, ending with flowers and champagne.
A second chance for a mathematical impossibility.
An equation: ∞ = 0+x.
A sigh of exasperation.
A lust for a nonexistent lover.
A stiff neck and a pain in the back.
An unheralded tear running down your cheek.
A hope for a hopeless cause.
A last uplift before the inevitable crash.
A bad idea.
...But there are no good ones.