As if it were real.

Grasping an idea. And running with it. That's imagination. I refuse to set limits. I was born. To not only live life. But to imagine all the possibilities. Maybe that's all it takes. To achieve the impossible. Grasping an idea. And running with it. Maybe that's all life is. Imagination. I have convinced myself. That I am alive. And living in a physical vessel. When all I am. Is pure imagination.  Even my entire world. Everything. Is being imagined. As if it were real. --Jim Broede