the unreal

[Lick the back of your hand for maximum effect]

Countless are the worlds I have created and destroyed within my own mind.  The power of imagination, the potential for possibilities, these are the things that make anything real.  I have, likewise, allowed myself to benefit from the creativity and imagination of others.  The great writers, artists and producers of computer software, video games and other iconic forms of our entertainment which, thanks to the dreams of yet more individuals, lay literally just beyond our collective fingertips, have all impacted the physical world in numerous ways.

Our daring to escape the confines of our so-called lives, to revolutionalize, to “think outside the box,” has levelled our societies with glorious achievements in understanding.  Without unconventional thinking, many of the things we tend to take for granted could never have been.  Television, comprehension of the nature of the cosmos, instantaneous communication, provocative works of art, various forms of automated travel, and even inane things like disappearing ink and edible underwear would simply not exist.

For a thing to exist, one must first create the thing in one’s mind.  To fabricate an original idea from the most random of thoughts, allowing it to congeal into something that can be built or implemented, is the true legacy of the human species, so long as the thing doesn’t destroy the species outright.

As we flitter this way and that, in vain attempts to control our own lives in this commercialized, uncaring flesh-world, we must not forget the powerful inventiveness of the unreal, the imagined, spawned by an insatiable curiosity which seems instilled naturally in our very genes.

Should we exercise enough self-control, there exists nothing in the universe that can stop us……unless, of course, we make it up.