Is anyone else totally blown away by Google Earth? I can literally spend hours using it without really knowing what I'm looking at. Sometimes I like to pretend that I'm taking on a long trip/adventure in India or Russia or something and then I follow a path of intrigue and exploration. I try to imagine the places, people, sights, sounds, smells, foods, traditions, colors, life and beauty of wherever I'm Google Earthing. It's a poor substitute for actually going to these destinations but it will do the trick until fortune smiles more kindly upon my wallet.
Do people really still use their imaginations? I find that I need to allot myself time to imagine. There was a time in my life when I was burning through the books I was reading at such a lightning fast pace that I had no time to imagine. One day, I finished a book and it hit me that I had no mental image of the main character nor could I pronounce her name vocally. I had finished a beautiful and complex story but, because I read it like it was an article in a newspaper, I had not gleaned anything from it. I had completely missed the emotional complexity and involvement. I had entirely missed the experience that the world of this book was trying to provide me. When I read I want color. I want beauty and feeling. I want friends and family. I want life and I want to learn. These things cannot be had without imagination. The words on the page need to become something else in my mind. They need to come together and form a life of their own. They need to spur the creation of my own words, thoughts, and explanations.
I reread that book. I'm glad that I was able to realize what I was missing. I hope to never make the same mistake with any other book again. Imagination can touch and improve more than our books and stories. If people would stop stifling their imaginations I think that many of societies ills would be bettered or even cured.
For Pete's sake - take some time to imagine.
P.S. I really love this video. Rakafeed is insanely beautiful and I love the way the video weaves together three separate events or memories to create a tapestry of emotion.
I found myself wondering if the dark night was before or after the other events. I think it was after. He was alone in the night. I think that he was retracing his memory path and experiencing flashbacks of his memories with his girl. She may have left him or died or something because in the night scenes he seems unstable and upset (almost frantic). The flowers are for her grave?