creativity?

I have a bunch of shit to do. Like.. a bunch. This bunch includes some essays, which, in case you didn't know, take me quite a while to write. Sometimes I get writers block and get sad. When that happens, I write whatever comes to my head until I can think of something to say. and don't delete it. It's not such a problem until I proof read and come across sections like this:

Gandhi left all of his children in one house. He used a little oil to grease a can and then a tree grew. Fantastic, he said. He had many experiments throughout his life. Gandhi’s autobiography “My Experiments with Truth,” chronicles his many experiments in life, mainly regarding diet and lifestyle. He believed these experiments enriched his life and strengthened his spirituality. He followed a cult of Buddhist monks to find his favorite teachers. No one really liked them, but no one said it was illegal either. One of his biggest commitments was to brahmacharya.

You know, maybe Gandhi did grease a can. Maybe a tree even grew. I'm not sure, but at least I'll crack a smile sometime this exam period!