First blog on my little site.
I wanna write about the imagination.
Imagination is a little hard to pin down into words. Some would say it's an instinctive reflex that helps us humans solve problems while others go a little deeper and say it's like the personality of a person's mind.
In any case, one thing I've managed to understand is that imagination is exclusive to the person who owns it. You're stuck with it whether you like it or not and throughout your life, your imagination will be the only voice you will never fail to follow.
For a few years now, I've pictured imagination as little colored shapes in my head that draws and paints how I see the world around me. Those little colored shapes are what I call "Figments of the imagination"(or "Fig" for short).
The figs in my head generally act like curious, outgoing, perky, and energetic little children. They float around in my mind, writing, drawing, coloring, and painting thoughts and ideas into something I can visualize.
And once I am able to visualize something in my mind, chances are, I'll be able to materialize that into something real outside my mind. All that would be left from there would be taking action to progress.
Unfortunately though, the figs expend a lot of energy when they're in a happy and creative mood. This results in them draining themselves (and me) down into colorless husks in my head. In turn, my ability to perform degrades as I'm mentally left alone surviving in a seemingly bleak and monochrome world.
In this gray state of mind, I've learned that one of the greatest sources of strength a person could benefit from is... another person. A Friend.
This person somehow has the amazing ability to revive you from the darkness of the world, showing you the colors of his or her own imagination through their speech and actions. Seeing another person shine beside you while they pull you and your own imagination up is one of the best feelings in the world.
In a matter of only SECONDS, you'll be able to generate thoughts and ideas again. You feel the figs in your mind bouncing around in glee while they shower you again with life away from the bleak world around you.
This experience is something a person would look for again and again.
I've never written a blog before, nor do I know if I'm making sense with this. But I suppose that's the point. I'm simply here sharing what my imagination is pumping out.
It feels nice.
Until next time, reader.
Week 1 for CVAP.