I posted a comment on Facebook yesterday in response to, “If only science and reason were easier to get people to believe in than flying men, a kingdom in the sky, ..virgins…and such..”. My response, I think may have been taken a bit out of context, but it went something like this.. “Imagination is the mother of creation!!! Desire and fear are her tools!!! The human mind is her soil!! And Chaos is her bloom!!!.”
Since embarking on this journey of self-realization and experiment of self observation, I have been fortunate enough to see things for what they are and use this information to better meander the path I follow. Many times, the observations made are completely contrary to the reality I understood…I lived.. at one time or another. The truth is, this beautiful thing we call life, is very much like a never-ending canvas, to use to create our own little…or grand…(depending on one’s nature)….masterpiece.
Imagination, most certainly is, the mother of creation. For it is that imagination, which allows our energy, our true nature, to flow upon the canvas. Fear and Desire are at the very root of our soul…..our mind….and these are the tools that are used to paint upon this glorious canvas. For it is the essence of these two words that give color to the medium we choose for our masterpiece. They are the ebb and flow of every stroke that is made! This magnificent planet of ours, universe for that matter, so completely perfect, is ripe to offer the artist an unlimited palette of sensory experience, that the possibilities are limitless.
The mind is her soil, ah, this beautiful garden of creativity, so fertile with the descriptive that define one’s footprint. The blueprint for which her tools are used. Transforming with every moment, with every reaction to the plethora of sensory experience presented.
Chaos is her bloom. As formally defined… Behavior so unpredictable as to appear random, owing to great sensitivity to small changes in conditions… this work of wonder, this masterpiece…with the illusion of control…has quite the opposite. For as any true artist knows, creativity flows from the depths of the mind, of the soul, of nothingness…with reckless abandon…with chaos…to form the most randomly beautiful bloom from the seed once planted in the soil.
So I say to he, that lies waste to the flying men, kingdom in the sky…virgins…and such… Wait just a minute! For the day may come that science and imagination come to the realization that they really are one!! For one day, they will meet upon the understanding that it is one thing that separates, as well as combines the two, and that is limitation. For it is limitation that is the essence of fear and desire and to get beyond this limitation is to experience that for which many call God. For it is this essence, this limitless entity that provides the canvas to create ones masterpiece. It is that constant flow of energy in the river of life and beyond.
Allow this energy to flow through you. Make proper use of the tools, with as fertile a mind as possible. Let the creativity of your imagination cultivate and bloom into a masterpiece…bursting with the vibrance that defines the one and only you!!! But most of all…smile…and BE HAPPY! (or not..your choice!)