Imagined Wind Resistance

Morning Thoughts #109

True, imagination is our longest limb, but beware of depending upon it for your ultimate reach. Its grasp never brings anything until we get a handle on its possibilities elsewhere. Your imagined grasping is actually the fact of discovering! Discovery from a lookout perch! Land ho! Note it as such and continue. Your theoretical discoveries now need sense testing. Sighting land is not landing, though it’s a lie our anchors are tempted toward time and again.

Art is the posing of the graspable. It flourishes in times when we employ our imagination as a steady, efficient middleman. Always delivering documents, knowing that it’s the sensual signatures that make anything official. Here’s to another rousing night out at a notary public house!

Things work out, and when they don't, they eventually will. Have a little more faith that you already have more than enough of everything else to live on. If you turn your daily commute into a needless parade, you will slow yourself down as a result. Measure the fruits of your imagination aerodynamically!