Creamination

 

Creamanation

 

“I’m capable of anything, my imagination could give me wings to fly like doves over the streets watching many things” -Nas

What if imagining things created them one to one?

We would have to be very careful about our thoughts. Would we have the contrary ability to delete things that we created? Would it be like drawing or creating babies? Drawing is easier to erase, babies… there is a greater barrier to deletion.

There would be a spectrum of level of ability, some people can imagine things with greater detail and some less. Some would create vague shadowy sketches and some bold watercolours saturating the canvas with feeling.

David Hume would say that we cannot imagine anything we have not experienced in reality. We can combine experiences in novel ways (like putting a horn on a horse) but we cannot create something that is not part of a composite we have already experienced. We can certainly combine things in such complex ways that we could create something that appears alien. Yet, I agree with Hume that this is just a collage of previous sensory input.

There are The Secret people and manifesters. What is happening here is that when you focus your mind on something you notice it more. If you’ve been thinking about purchasing a white Ford Bronco for months, you will notice them more often. It doesn’t mean you are drawing them towards you. Visualization has a powerful effect in that concentrating on something helps maximize your confidence and abilities, whereas disbelieving saps this energy. You still have to put in the work to make it happen, but it will be easier if you believe it will happen than if you doubt.

People have all these bullshit theories of how to create, as if it is something mystical. Just try, and fail and try and fail, and try and succeed, and try and fail some more. It’s not magic; it’s machination. Just create, don’t be afraid to suck, don’t be afraid to win. You will definitively suck. You will win if you keep going….

Within reason.

A diminutive paraplegic will not play point guard for the NBA.

I see things before they happen. I can’t see dead people. I can see myself eating a peach in the school lunchroom area. Then it happened. Déjà vu. Mundane clairvoyance. Once, I pictured a friend saying “Hey Luke,” and I responding, “Hey Jude.” Jude continued, “How’s it going?” Give me a nametag that says, “Hello my name is: Ras pucking putin.”