Imagination;

Imagination; ..according to my Webster’s; imagination, 1.a. The formation of a mental image of something that is neither perceived as real nor present to the senses. b. The mental image so formed. c. The ability or tendency to form such images. 2. The ability to confront and deal with reality by using the creative power of the mind; resourcefulness: handled the problems with great imagination. 3. A traditional or widely held belief or opinion. 4. Archaic. a. An unrealistic idea or notion; a fancy. b. A plan or scheme. –i·mag”i·na“tion·al adj.

SYNONYMS: imagination, fancy, fantasy. These nouns refer to the power of the mind to form images, especially of what is not present to the senses. Imagination is the most broadly applicable: The actor rehearsed the lines in his imagination. The glorious music haunts my imagination. “In the world of words, the imagination is one of the forces of nature” (Wallace Stevens). Fancy especially suggests mental invention that is whimsical, capricious, or playful and that is characteristically well removed from reality: “which . . . claims to be founded not on fancy . . . but on Fact” (Arthur P. Stanley). Is world peace only the fancy of idealists? Fantasy is applied principally to the product of imagination given free rein and especially to elaborate or extravagant fancy: The sitting room was a kind of Victorian fantasy, full of cabbage roses, fringe, and tassels. “The poet is in command of his fantasy, while it is exactly the mark of the neurotic that he is possessed by his fantasy” (Lionel Trilling).

 If it weren’t for imagination, I wouldn’t be sitting here at my computer keyboard, ..I don’t know for sure where I’d be? ..yet I do know for sure that I wouldn’t be here, ..what would be the point? ..delving deeper, ..without imagination would there be a point? ..to anything, ..would there be anything? ..without imagination, ..would there be a computer keyboard for me to be sitting at? Not likely, ..because there wouldn’t be a computer, ..and without a computer, ..there would be little need for a computer keyboard. We wouldn’t have fire, the wheel, sliced bread, ..or bubble gum. We’d be living in, ..use your imagination, ..there no boundary or limit to what your choices are at this point if you have an imagination? Where did our imagination come from? ..according to accepted lore, ..we were born with it. Do animals have imaginations? ..or do they simply survive by their instincts?

 (W.A.M.) instinct, 1. An inborn pattern of behavior that is characteristic of a species and is often a response to specific environmental stimuli: the spawning instinct in salmon; altruistic instincts in social animals. 2. A powerful motivation or impulse. 3. An innate capability or aptitude: an instinct for tact and diplomacy.

 Wow, ..according to that, ..instincts are extremely convenient, clever and practical traits to have, nevertheless the afore going presentation doesn’t allow for anything beyond what “we” consider to be the “real” world. At this point, at the risk of offending anyone who may not believe in God, ..I’m going to bring God into the mix, ..because it is my opinion that there is a God. Further, I believe that everyone believes in God, ..why? ..referring to my common sense once more, ..if there were no God, ..then where did the word “God” come from, and why is it always capitalized? ..and why have I just referred to it six times in this paragraph?

 (W.A.M.) 1. God, a. A being conceived as the perfect, omnipotent, omniscient originator and ruler of the universe, the principal object of faith and worship in monotheistic religions. b. The force, effect, or a manifestation or aspect of this being. c. Christian Science. “Infinite Mind; Spirit; Soul; Principle; Life; Truth; Love” (Mary Baker Eddy). 2. A being of supernatural powers or attributes, believed in and worshiped by a people, especially a male deity thought to control some part of nature or reality. 3. An image of a supernatural being; an idol. 4. One that is worshiped, idealized, or followed:  5. A very handsome man. 6. A powerful ruler or despot.

 Would Webster have included “God” in his publication if there were no God?

 Thus, continuing, ..it is accepted in the Christian religion that God created man, ..whether in his own image or not? ..is not significant to this presentation, ..there are many perceptions of God as an entity, and I dispute none of them, I recently wrote a blog about “choice,” which, ..at least in my opinion made it quite clear that “we” all have choices, ..in religion, ..in politics, ..and in our relationships with others and with everything else in our lives, ..label it, ..and you have a choice. However since we’re on the subject of imagination today, ..lets get back to that and where it may have come from, ..hence, ..my introduction of God, ..did we get our imaginations from God, ..or nature? Is imagination an instinct? ..Webster didn’t list it, ..is Webster an authority? ..he is to me. I go to him all the time with questions and I’m always satisfied with his answers, ..so what else can I say? If nature doesn’t provide our imagination, ..not being one to fight the system, ..unless it’s a system that keeps me in a box that keeps getting smaller by the day, ..just look at gas prices. Talk about making our boxes smaller, ..but only if your counted among the rank and file, ..the elite are dong fine. While we imagine how nice it “would be” to have this or that? ..they are, ..and have always been, enjoying “this and that.” I’m I bitter, ..no, ..simply envious, ..and yes, ..I know envy is considered a sin, ..I’ll do sin another day, ..right now, I’m doing imagination. Something that, ..at least in my opinion, I have an abundance of, ..whether it comes from God or Mother Nature doesn’t matter, ..I’ve got it, ..what the heck, ..we all have it, ..and to prove my point, ..I’ll relate a little know story about myself; When I was a teenager, I worked for a friend of mine’s father one summer. My friend’s father was a roofing contractor and that summer he was roofing homes at several locations around the San Fernando Valley, in Southern California, where my family lived at the time. I was only fourteen, by law, to young to actually be working as a roofer, however since the boys and men in my family are, and have always been taller and larger than what is recognized as average or typical, no one ever ask one of us if we were old enough to do whatever? (A great place to begin using your imagination) ..continuing, ..I reached the six foot mark on our kitchen door approximately two weeks after my thirteenth birthday, ..which one might believe would be reason to celebrate, ..however for me, ..it was devastating as my brother, ..a year and three months older, (name withheld) reached the same mark prior to his thirteenth, ..and as brothers will, ..he reminded me of that for an eternity. To which of course I always reacted, (imagination time) ..continuing, ..one morning after setting up on a roof, applying what I knew about nailing shingles, using the twenty-two ounce waffle head hammer handed down to me by my father, I missed a stroke and instead of hitting the nail that was the object of the trade, I laid that twenty-two ounce waffle head directly on my thumb, ..and my thumb split like a concord grape being beset upon by a ninety pound anvil, ..not a pretty sight, ..in the micro second that followed the twenty-two ounce waffle head making contact, ..there was an intermission while my nervous system carried the message of what I’d done to my computer, ..ie, ..my brain. Immediately after which (this is where you really get to use your imagination) ..because although it’s been fifty-five years now, ..I don’t care to go any further.  True story, .. So what does my story have to do with the price of tea in China? Nothing, ..it’s just a story, ..a day in my life, ..I’ve had lots of days in my life, ..so I have lots of stories, ..most good, ..some mediocre, ..many that could be better, ..however, had I not laid that twenty-two ounce waffle head on my thumb that fateful day, you would have just now missed an opportunity to visit your imagination. Imagination is important, ..at least to me, ..and the various Lotteries  around the country, ..I mean, ..how many tickets do you imagine “they” would sell if “we” didn’t imagine “we” had a chance to win? At least that’s my take on it, ..I’d love to be a multi-millionaire, ..I’d love to own, ..where do I start? ..airplanes, ..fast cars, ..long cars, ..motorcycles, ..well maybe not a motorcycle, ..been there and done that, ..accordingly, ..at my age, ..even with my grand imagination, ..I know that there’s a cut off point when it comes to riding motorcycles if one want to imagine themselves hangin’ out on the north side of the grass into the future. Nevertheless, ..if I were to win one of the larger pots in one of our available lotteries, I’d have to buy a helicopter. Why? ..because I’ve never had one, ..and with that, ..I believe it’s time to put my imagination away and lead you back to earth.

 (W.A.M.) ..according to me; Earth, ..a large round thing that floats around in space, ..part of a group of other large round things that float around in space around another larger round thing that anchors us to what we refer to as our solar system.

 Yeah, ..I know I could have gone to my Webster’s, ..in fact I did, ..however, since my definition is so much simpler. ..and since this is my blog, ..I get to decide.

 Speaking of deciding? ..coming up in 2012, ..”we” all get to decide, ..if you’re like me and you’re tired beyond imagination as to how our present “employees” in Washington are handing “our” money and making the decisions that affect “our” lives, ..you’ll cast your vote with me to replace every man, women and child now drawing a salary in whatever capacity? ..in our present administration…

Crusader Rabbit…

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