Heart and Imagination

There.

That's encouraging. That's something I wholeheartedly believe. Two things matter only: what your heart orders and where your imagination leads you.

At times they are not even separate, they turn into one, especially if you are one of those freakish ones who get easily sparked off and carried away by some fantasy, something completely out-of-this-world and infeasible, probably, - but what does that matter? – and this unthinkable idea suddenly takes the reins, starts controlling your inwards, ordering heart what to feel and what to rest indifferent towards. That’s not that bad a variant, come to think of it, - at least there’s accordance between your mind and soul, so no great fear you’re going to be all torn apart from the inside.

However, they are not always that willing to come along, and then clashes are inevitable. Say, your imagination is seducing you to devote the rest of your life to creating and patenting the invisible against-all-damage protecting shell and even obligingly provides you with the detailed description of the principles it operates upon, whereas your heart cherishes another picture – you, in a straw hut somewhere in Thai Pattaya, hugging a tanned local, surrounded by your laughing naked kids, now and then trying to count them but always getting at a different number, eating rice with hands and feeling absolutely happy and content with it all, and only care about shell as long as there’s something edible inside.

Well, the above second case is not that dire either, those two, the affection of the heart and the truth of imagination, will decide everything between themselves, - “the strongest survives” is well liable here, - will inform you on the result, and all you’ll have to do it just to obey this or the other. No big deal, huh?

Ok, ok, putting all that fooling about aside… Well, both Heart and Imagination are one of the most influential forces well capable of altering your whole predestination, turning you to a new person, a happy or a miserable one, depending on whether you manage to strike the balance between the two.

P.S. Strategies as for how to strike that balance is something my immaturity hasn’t been able to get so far. Working on it.