The first time I read, I felt my brain grow. Bigger and bigger it grew until it could grown no more. And then something weird happened. Words; words I didn’t know suddenly flew from my mouth like tiny bubbles blown from a bubble machine. They floated around me, bobbing on the air, then—POP—they faded away.
De’Ath—The Reaper of Souls—taught me to read. Not your average, poker-nosed, skin clad school teacher, I know—but once I’d gotten used to his drone voice and pointless wit I saw the value in what he was teaching.
IMAGINATION.Â
Stories speak of worlds, worlds we wouldn’t normally inhabit. Worlds we can explore from the safety of our own reality. And I swear, as my confidence and knowledge grows, my head grows with it. A quarter of an inch to be exact.
And as it grows, so does my world. A new as my world gets bigger, so does my ability to change it.Â
Or, if you like sums, try this: imagination + creativity ÷ big thinking = CHANGING THE WORLD. YOUR WORLD.
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