I am not the
‘I’ in illusion,
I am the ‘I’
in imagination,
There is a
difference…
The illusory
moment is the painted house
On a
billboard,
The CGI of
orcs being slaughtered,
The rabbit
out of the hat
And the
words of politicians.
Imagination
creates the real,
The world
around us, as it should be,
The elves in
the garden,
The future
in hope,
the love in
the heart,
And the
reason for living.
I am not the
‘I’ in idiot,
I am the ‘I’
in inspired,
There is a
difference…
The idiot
sees the world,
As fixed,
uninteresting,
Hopeless,
Something to
endure,
And not to
change.
The inspired
takes the world,
Like a piece
of clay and molds it,
into an act
of beauty,
like life
itself
and never
ceases.
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