Friday, December 30

My Semi-Fictious Life


    I'm a writer so I spend a lot of time thinking. I may look bored staring off into space, but I'm actively creating stories. I developed my imagination at an early age  feeling ignored because of my inability to socialize. It's an interesting place- they know me there. It's where I hang out with aliens, fire fighters, or talking plants. In the world of my imagination I'm more successful, likable and adventurous.

     Some people can relate to my interior life as I describe the spaceship I'm designing. "Intresteallar or interplanetary?" they ask and we will delve into a discussion of propulsion and payloads. I can spot the playful by their reaction to Ben. One friend was thrilled to finally meet him, another looked at him with suspicion.

    "What's this ?"

    " It's Ben," I replied. Their brows rise.

    "He's real?" that's pretty much the reaction from the unimaginative.

    One of the reasons I took up acting is because it's what I do anyway. Playing a "normal" person, pretending I heard every word someone mumbled to me, going along with the nonsense of being an adult.

    Some may think I'm avoiding reality but Real Life© I've discovered, is very boring and highly overrated. I deal with it but the daily tasks of work or remembering to brush your teeth is so tedious. No wonder people long to know what is the meaning of life when they are preoccupied with the dull business of existing.

    Every single quote from artists, writers, composers and the spiritual mention freeing the mind from the mundane. “Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it.”- Goethe.

    If someone wants to think I'm nutty wearing a variety of hats, wasting time in idleness or they're too dull to comprehend my creative self, it's their problem. Meanwhile, I'm going to have tea and an absorbing conversation with an ancient white dragon.

 

 

1 comment:

Marcel said...

Imagination, I think, is a form of magic making. Most of us lose our imaginations as we become adults. Those that don't sometimes share their imaginations with others so they can still experience magic. You, for example can put pigment on a piece of paper and make me see a grove of trees that isn't really there. That's magic.