Fresh Imagination by CastlePaloma, inspired by daughter

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   Castlepalomaposted 3 years ago

   Fresh Imagination
   
   Imagination is the living agent of all human perception with both intent and effort. Your mind first produce a visual imagine, shortly afterward follows words . There are no rules of architecture for a castle in the clouds, the quality flows by the gift of fantasy conceives in images from objective reality.
   
   Imagination asks desired questions, it creates and grows with exercise. Anyone is enough of an artist to draw from their imagination as for it’s the basic health of every man. Concept may be lower form of imagination, and imagination is a poor substitute for experience. Few people have the imagination for reality and logic and reason can die off quickly.
   
   Your knowledge has limits but your imagination dose not. Reason respects differences, and imagination has a perceptible likeness of things. It’s an act not of reason but an intuition, Imagination is the eye of the soul and the voice of the daring. If there is anything Godlike about God it is that. When he dares to go beyond his wildest dreams, he can imagine everything.
   
   I can prove most everything I know was once imagined, it’s created in beauty, justice, and happiness. It’s the main source of value in the new economy and the supreme master of art as of life. You create your own universe as you go along. The stronger your imagination, the more expansive your universe becomes. If you forget your dreams of your universe, your Universe will cease to exist. When your will and the imagination are in conflict, it is the imagination that always wins.
   
   Why be so serious, and imagine our World will END, it might for you.
   
   Imagine our World is moving toward a spiritual age, our joys will never end

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      Thank you for informing me of this forum discussion in the comments of previous forum discussion. It's great to see you're being motivated. It's even more intriguing to see that this piece was inspired by your daughter; that's a fresh imagination. 
      
      Wonderful thoughts. You're right. Everything that exists was once imagined. We, the artists, do the same thing. All creativity stems from the use of one's imagination.
      I was just watching an episode of a Motivational Speaker on YouTube, a few hours ago. He is an Indian. His name is Sandeep Maheshwari. In that episode, he explained what thoughts are. He says thoughts and imagination are our inner dialogues... A talk to our ownself...
      
      We, as humans, use language to communicate; in ancient times without language, people had fewer thoughts. They used to communicate using sign and symbolic languages. The world was less advanced at the time. Things were drastically different. People became more creative after the invention of languages. Language gave words to our thoughts, and we began to explain what we think and imagine.
      
      Imagination and thoughts are actually conversations with ourselves. So is dreaming; a person may die, but a dreamer's soul always lives on.
      
      Do you know that Allama Iqbal (also known as the poet of the East) dreamed of making Pakistan? After his death, Muhammad Ali Jinnah (founder of Pakistan) followed his dream and fulfilled it by making Pakistan as an independent country in 1947. So yes, dreaming is important.
      Even if the dreamer dies physically, his soul and his dream live on.
      
      Yesterday, I wrote a poem with a similar theme. Have you read my poem about the Unknown Artist? I wrote it in response to Brenda's word prompt 'Puzzle' and published it yesterday. It is related to arts, and I am sure you will enjoy it.  Here it is:
      
      An Artist Unknown
      
      (A poem by Misbah Sheikh )
      
      One day, a painter imagined a woman.
      
      One cold night, he sketched her,
      
      Using just the light of a candle.
      
      In the morning, he collapsed.
      
      
      
      The canvas of surprise got broken
      
      Thousands of shards on the ground.
      
      Colors merged, the palette falls down
      
      An abstract painting, a reflection of you
      
      
      
      Because everything else had flown gone
      
      Leaving the painter an 'unknown'
      
      Sad destiny on the naked ground
      
      No one to see, only the cat mourned.
      
      
      She, in the painting, is puzzled in every way.
      
      Never finished, but standing still on a highway.
      
      In the cosmos, there are millions of sparks,
      
      Just for her, to build her back in billion ways.
      
      
      
      Her life's puzzle got solved by someone,
      
      But the original artist remained 'unknown'.
      
      
      
      I hope it gives you some more inspiration
      
      Stay blessed and happy!

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         Castlepalomaposted 3 years agoin reply to this

         Real Cool
         
         Our brain visualizes everything first, than words become secondary thoughts. We can understand better the culture of Japan by visual arts and on film where their language in their words lack expression of understanding for us.
         
         Some how we are like energy being thats mixings up in a cosmic soup, where we go is the 99% spiritual unknowns
         
         Energy exists, because all is energy or light, even matter is a form of energy or light. I think I am 99% spiritual energy and 1 % matter as everything changes and shifts like grains of sand and the stars in the Universe.
         
         Do have a poem called Energy create energy, not re edit it yet

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            Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

            Thank you so much!
            
            I haven't written any poem on energy but check this article, it is related to energy:
            
            https://discover.hubpages.com/education … a-distance
            
            Also check this poem by John Hansen. He composed it so brilliantly:
            https://letterpile.com/poetry/Beware-My … oto-Prompt
            
            It's all about energy. The universe is a mystery in itself. It's so fascinating at times.
            
            Please edit and Post the one you have I am sure it would be great!
            
            Best wishes!!

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