I feel like this essay itself is a slow meandering itself with a delightful surprise ending that resonates deeply. But then again, you always do that. Thank you so much.
"In other words: the first goal of the imagination is to dream up something different than reality, and the second goal of the imagination is to make that imagined world some real world in the future. In this current moment, Renouard seems to be saying, we live with such a diminished gap between what we can imagine and what can become a reality. Because of the speed at which we live, and the near infinite ways in which what we dream can almost instantly become a reality, such things — our imagination and our reality — are almost one and the same."
Hayan Charara's "Bees, Honeycombs, Honey"
I feel like this essay itself is a slow meandering itself with a delightful surprise ending that resonates deeply. But then again, you always do that. Thank you so much.
"Such an ancient habit, making ourselves new."
"In other words: the first goal of the imagination is to dream up something different than reality, and the second goal of the imagination is to make that imagined world some real world in the future. In this current moment, Renouard seems to be saying, we live with such a diminished gap between what we can imagine and what can become a reality. Because of the speed at which we live, and the near infinite ways in which what we dream can almost instantly become a reality, such things — our imagination and our reality — are almost one and the same."
Amazing essay in Longreads--amazing!
I loved the animated film. Sad and wholesome at the same time. Thank you for sharing it!
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