I close my eyes and I think……
I think of worlds yet undreamed – of places yet unblemished by the presence of people.
I grow tired of always living in a life of shadow – where all that is thought of is
pure misery…of fighting and angst amongst those who should be living in harmony not
only with each other, but seeking to live in harmony with those who they have not yet
Imagination is something that has been denied in the place of merely taking what was
there before, and made into something else once again, but yet a pale imitation of what
was there before.
There doesn’t seem to be anything purely original anymore, as those
who used to think with imagination have stopped, and now merely copy those around them,
and then claim to think it was they who created something wonderful. They are merely
deluding themselves if they think that is something that will bring them joy on the
inside. It is those who come up with purely original thoughts and ideas, and then call
them forth into being that will truly enjoy the bliss of what it feels like to truly
create something original with their own hands, head, heart, and spirit…..
We are caught up in a world that truly loves misery, strife, and intolerance. That we
have choked out any muses that have been crying out for years to be brought forth to
live and breathe once again!!!!!
It’s time to think with eyes open once again, and ears ready to listen, and minds ready
to wonder…and wander once again – and bring forth new ideas, and make something that
will truly bring those that create it a sense of joy – and of wonderment. Those are
the ones who are slowly being forgotten in a land of copycats – of those who think they
can take someone else’s ideas and twist them into their own…and then try to call it
original – how dare they pervert someone else’s vision?
It’s time for the world to wake up and think, and dream, and wonder once again – of
that can truly be made real…and then pursue those dreams.