Sanity is for the unimaginative

Remember when we were kids? The world was ours. We commanded nations. Invented things that would change humanity. Manufactured world peace! ....What happened to us? We grew up. These things that we had done as children were all just things we had concocted in our little minds. It's ironic that we were so brilliant as five year olds when nothing made sense. I try and keep that. I try to make the unimaginable plausible. We all need a little insanity to survive the world. If everything made sense, what would there be to learn? Leave logic to the pessimistic. Give me the impossible.