Ramblings on Imagination

I think I have a story that could express what I feel. The worlds that I know--I said they seem to me too real to exist inside my head, my heart. I don't believe they do. I could suggest that they are in my imagination. But imagination is in the brain, is it not? Perhaps, but I see imagination as something that may, indeed, have a place in the brain, but that extends beyond that limited entity. I say "limited" because it is my belief that though we have the capacity to go much further than we do with our brains, there is something inside each (or most) of us that sets boundaries beyond which we do not endeavor to cross. We do not cross these boundaries for fear--fear of what lurks beyond them, I suppose. Perhaps insanity.

We also do not cross these boundaries for laziness, or slothfulness. We have learned to become content with what we know, in fact, we feel we do not need to know much more than we know--the mere normal person anyhow. When I speak of our capacity to "go further" with our brains, I do not mean the brain as only an intellectual capacity--for if that were all there was, then, certainly, many people have gone much further and continue to use their intellectual capacity to achieve success. But I am speaking of the brain on a higher--spiritual level. The spiritual level is one that "sees." The spiritual level is one that would open up all other areas to our understanding. But I digress.

The main concern for me here is to express my ideas on the imagination. As I said earlier, I believe the brain takes part in imagination--or rather I said "imagination has a place in the brain," but what better expresses my idea is that the brain takes part in imagination. The brain utilizes imagination.

Imagination is a living entity that can not be entirely captured or controlled. It is not something that is contained within one person. It is fluid and flows through and within and between people, and across boundaries of space and time. So, these worlds that I say I know, these people and places and story ideas I have in my imagination--they are all a part of IMAGINATION--that thing which is fluid. These "story ideas" come from another time, another place. This feeling which is beautiful and ugly and large and nanoscale all at the same time is not my own. It comes to me from IMAGINATION.

And only because I will myself to be open to the possibility of IMAGINATION as a living entity, am I at all able to place their lives (these characters of mine) on paper. In fact, as of yet, I've only begun to take those first small steps. I have only begun to see IMAGINATION in this way. Even now, I fail to purely describe IMAGINATION fully, the way I see it. But I will never be able to do that for it is fluid--like water--and we can not grasp water fully--but we can drink of it, and we can hold a portion of it. When a person does not drink water, their skin loses elasticity. In the same way, a person who does not allow IMAGINATION to flow through them loses elasticity of thought. And I'll stop the parallel here for now. :-)