Where imagination takes a grip on reality and makes you question the realness of it all, THERE is the place I most feel at ease, I most feel at home.

Where all the borders seem to be washed away and somehow you get nailed down to the ceiling of a diagonal sky, THERE, staying somehow not up but neither down, THERE is where everything feels just all right.

Because it doesn’t matter how you sit or how you stand the mechanism of it all will cease to be comprehended, will cease to spin on its meaning. Somehow, somewhere reality will cease to feel real. But THERE in the realm of “Imagination” nailed into the sky of another dimension, where your neither up or down, good or bad, THERE is where everything begins to spin, begins to live, tough you cannot say there is life THERE.

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