Some times all u can hold on is hope and belief and since as a kid I have believed I have a wild imagination and have hoped a lot out of things I see around my self and sometimes these same thing dispatches from my own heated imagination with colors never heard and texture of life I never seen.
I have always believed that every child has gone and been back in there own imaginative way and so I never thought myself to be special or different…so it always gave me pleasure and I never stopped myself from letting other what I had in mind and what I imagined not only fascinated them but was then later left to wonder whether the thing I spoke were real or they related to reality….
So I was there at my college the greatest and the most interesting liar in my childhood… the nicest thing is that although its easy to translate idea into reality yet becomes harder by each passing day because our reality I always there to bring to near itself…. And each time reality hits you its difficult to get the part of imagination back.
The craziest fantasy I always had were about heaven and love and how will we going to heaven love will be sweet and everlasting and love without lust or sex… sounds impossible but it’s the thing to believe because we all know sex is earth bound and temporal…
Eating, drinking, hunger, or having sex is no longer attached to us when we dead and soul posses no stomach for these things… because spirits within us…
The very thought that if u have good feeling at your death you’ll have a better wakeup coming since soul is always attached with mind even though we die…
So I guess its just a feeling but I believe in it al life and maybe later [may be later I wont since each passing day becomes more reality than imagination]…. Till the time reality actually hits I just hang on to another imagination……(*_*)…. (^_^)
