Tuesday, June 10, 2008

The Death of Imagination

Once upon a time people used something called an imagination. Much like the appendix it now seems useless. However it once could make you fly or travel to the far reaches of the galaxies in an instant. It helped to compose symphonies and helped one of the Ninja Turtles paint the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel.
IT was once necessary for entertainment. One would here a story of read a dime novel and piece togther elaborate worlds in their head. Mounds of dirt became castles and your catr Whiskers became a fierce tiger who may have breathed fire. The imagination was a beautiful thing.
It is with great sadness that I have to tell you that the imagination is on death's doorstep. Beaten and abused by years of mindless culture and apathy. There are no more storytellers and no need to fill in the blanks. At your very fingertips you can have a whole world at your fingertips. YOu don't have to experience love, tragedy, hope, fear, etc. You can experince it all at your in your underwear with fingers stained orange by Doritos. Now with reality TV becoming ever more popular you can be damn sure how you should live. After all it's not silly fiction, that shit is for real. How fucking easy is that? No more thinking or feeling. That shit is for old people and pussies.
Without a function, the imagination slowly wilts away. Another victim of evolution. Survival of the fittest, right? Who needs it when the everyting you need to know is on the idiot box? The content gets dumber and dumber, but who cares. Music becomes mindless and mundane. Art is for suckas!
But there is hope for imagination. A few of us still cling to it's bootstraps. We are the dreamers, the artists, the spacy creative types that are often the outcasts. Spurned for our lack of conformity, we refuse to be a part of the "real" world. Looked at as a menace we are the saviors. We are the only ones that can show the rest of the world what beauty is. Without this we will continue to devour our fellow man and the world around us.
So get lost in your thoughts and forget the daily griud. It's so much easier to be part of the problem but trust me when I say that it is much more rewarding to be part of the solution.