I’m busy deciding whether to order a salami sandwich or a pastrami sandwich.

I’m busy deciding whether to order a salami sandwich or a pastrami sandwich.
Right.
I’m getting tested twice a month and taking the vaccine.
Right.
I closed my store and went out of business because the government said I had to.
Right.
I could reinvent my future as a “champion for freedom.”
Or whatever.
Right.
Suppose I believe in God?
Yes? And?
Did God say STOP? Is that one of His Commandments? Did he say ACCEPT REALITY? Did he say DON’T IMAGINE SOMETHING BETTER? DON’T CREATE IT? Did he say LEAVE THE MONEY CHANGERS IN THE TEMPLE TO THEIR OWN DEVICES?
I don’t know.
I think you do know.
Imagining is just pretending.
If that’s the way you see it, then pretend.
What?
Pretend you have a vision of what you really want to create. Pretend you’ve imagined it.
Really?
Yes. If you think imagining is lying, then lie. Lie to yourself that you have a vision of a better future. If you think imagining is making up illusions, then make up an illusion of a vision, and follow it no matter what.
And if I think I have no imagination, then imagine I DO have an imagination.
Yes. Whatever it takes. Whatever it takes to overthrow your idea that realism is all you have. Break the chains.
Suppose I can’t?
That’s what you keep imagining: “I can’t.”
That’s your vision: “I can’t.”
So out of nowhere, I should just overthrow reality?
Yes, and shove in all your chips on that move.
Why did you show up at my door?
That’s what I do.
(The link to this article posted on my blog is here.)
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