Let Yourself Drift, but Not Too Far
The True Sign of Intelligance is not knowledge but Imagination
The poem, “I wandered lonely as a cloud” is a very deep and meaningful poem. It talks about how when alone your mind travels to places that are beautiful and heartwarming, and I really do relate to this poem. I too imagine going to these beautiful places that are breathtaking; however, this poem leaves out something that is so very important. It’s after. Being alone and having the time to think can be amazing. It can inspire you to do great things. However, for me my imagination sometimes lead me to become depressed. I don’t really hang out with many people, so I have a lot of time to myself. In times when I lay in my bed in vacant or pensive mood (That’s a nod to the poem) my mind tends to drift. Once, I imagined myself on the beach, and alongside me was a beautiful girl. I felt so happy since I was was her as the sun set on the beach. It was a paradise, the closest thing to heaven for me. I woke up hoping to have that beautiful girl at my side, but nothing was there. I was alone. Alone in a world filled with millions and billions of people. It wasn’t sunny. A sheet of snow covered everything. It was bleak and depressing. You see imagination is kinda like a drug. You’ll be happy in the moment, but later you’ll realize reality, and you’ll be scared of it. After you wake up from your imagination, and you realize that what you were just imaging is all fake, intangible. However, imagination can also lead to great things. It could lead to ideas that could shape or world, so that we all could live in peace and harmony. Loneliness really sometimes is great, but a life surrounded by friends is always better alongside it. Find your balance between the two, and then and only then do I think you can truly appreciate this journey called life. As one of my favorite rappers—kid cudi—once said:
I know it's easy to imagine,
But it's easier to just do,
See, if you can't do what you imagine,
Then what is imagination to you?
Just a waste of space in your brain,
To take the place of hate,
Or things all the same.
So find that place find your balance, and right now I’m still trying to figure it out. One thing in life is guaranteed, and that's death. We can try to run from it, but one day the cold hand of death will take us. So, the rest is up to you, so carve your own path. Be the captain of your ship. Navigate through the complexities of life, and find your treasure. The balance between imagination and reality, so that hopefully your imagination becomes your reality. I guess I’m just ranting, and right now I’m at the point where I can put down on words what I’m thinking of.