I Want to Believe

Life opresses the imagination... and too much love of the known, and not enough want of the fantasy, neuters the dreamer.

You are overwhelmed with stimuli that mean nothing. But you have to obey them or risk poverty. Try to imagine. Try to wrap your mind around "better". There's a point of lucidity that is scary. Get there, and people will materialize to beckon you away. It's real. And Real. And terrifying.

Something's wrong. Are you aware? Try to dream up something that doesn't exist that will make Earth, the planet, competetive. Worth mentioning. Something that's not been imagined yet and articulated. Take a breath and try....

You can't think of it, although some part of you says it's on the edge of your thoughts but you don't know why.

There's a governer on our imagination. It's pissing me off. I'm trying to figure out the human wrench to disable it.

It can't hold everyone back.

The real world numbs your ingenuity. Be on the lookout. Anything that is a stimuli distracting from imagination is sapping your life.

Take care.