Saturday, November 21, 2015

If I had lost my fertile imagination.

What is forever? It could be argued. That my single lifetime. Is my forever. From the moment I'm born. To the instant I die. Because after that. There's a possibility of absolute nothingness. For me, at least. Time has stopped. Unless I am some how still aware of my existence. So that I can measure time. In one form or another. Not necessarily physical. Possibly as a thinking and conscious spirit. Without physical form. My question: Does the world exist if I'm not consciously in and of it?  It's fascinating. Merely thinking about the meaning of life. As to whether life really exists. If I'm not aware of it. If I had lost my fertile imagination. --Jim Broede
       

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