Imaginary VS. Reality

I had an interesting discussion today, in the likes of Imagination vs. Reality.

How are they connected or intertwined? Are they entirely isolated from one another? Does one depend on the other?

We only believe in what we know and our imagination is stemmed from our perceptions and things we've already experienced.So what is imagination? is it truly all that we give it credit for? How creative is creative if we can only create versions of what we already know and see?

For all those who wish not to live like the rest....

You know those days when you it seems like everyone is beating you at everything? You think you've got your ground, but it's just a little off. What's important? Is it dealing with the crap of everyday mucking about and just smiling as you go along? Or would you be happy living life apart from the "norm" and under a bridge, experiencing life in its' every up and down?












Bleh,...in this little town of Milledgeville Georgia, where there Dull isnt dull enough to describe it, they try and shove a big college in the center and expect the students not to go insane. What do they think we're here for? It becomes a pattern and an atmosphere that places temporary things above the bare essentials. The concept of "things worth living for" becomes clustered into an assumed social ideal.