Good day to you, how I hope the day is kind to you, that the world does not task you in a way that is too much and beyond your resources. To the day I have much to do, from the dishes to the floors, I have to bring wood in and get a fire going and make sure the animals are good to go. The day never ends when it comes to the tasks at hand and now I am out here trying to make sure the most important get done.

The Great and most noble Jimmy is next door and needs to be let out to pee and such, he is a good puppers who is just a big loaf of love. Though he is sometimes a bit pushy, he is all love. The chickens can be let out and the cats need to be fed, our doggos are already taken care of as they get the first mornings love and dedication. As such babies who have been around since what seems the start of time, they are the ones who gave us love and care when we felt the lowest. So that is is just how the things in the morning runs.

The slow jazz music I picked out this morning to listen to has hit the right spot and has given me a sense of peace and energy that is slowly building the means of the day. Coffee is tantalizing to my dreams and wholesome to my thoughts, A gift known to few is the seconds lost to the imaginarium of consciousness. A time that is just for the ones who find it and find the bliss it offers, it is the place that is unique and only seen by each person in their own view.

Tasteless air passes my nostrils as thoughts of the world and of my own world come together, a place of mind and soul. Not the same place I have seen before but the new rooms of the imaginarum that I have never seen but have been there all along. To the vast and to the few, I hope you find this building inside you as it is often locked away in many and the key is lost to logistical death and humility of being happy with your own being. Yeah that is a big thing no one really talks about, people hate it, absolutely hate and I have found no one really likes in others. The complete and fulfilled mind and soul by the things that lie inside, creations of mind and soul bring that content look on ones face that others despise. I think it has to do with the key they lost to the imaginarium and now, now they are stuck outside listing to the joy and racing hearts of those inside who have never let go of that key. They are spiteful and controlling as they are no longer welcomed among the happy as they are naturally removed from it. So they seek to kill the happy and burn down the imaginarium in others. So the black tower that is left of theirs is all that is left for the world to see.

I know in post I have mentioned and discussed the nature of the vast universe and how we need to realize we are unimportant to it. That our lives are not special and we are ones in billions like ants. However, a single ant is allowed to dream and fascinate over the unknown. That is the sign you have broken through the self imposed divinity and have become whole in your own being. You have unlocked the imaginarium and it has welcomed you in with warm arms.

Let not the dark towers of others cast shadows over your imaginarium, let your building of endless wonders shine. Just always remember the reality outside those doors and help the world reach a equal part, imaginarium and discipline. With that I think the universe is endless in possibilities.

Until later

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.