If the world is as in fiction, you will not find anyone who will cry and will not find anyone who will regret it
Because in our imagination we enjoy all possible options, impossible and even impossible choices. And even more than fantasy films.
The most beautiful thing in the world is fantasy, and perhaps it is more beautiful than the world itself.
When our imagination turns to us to achieve everything that is real and achievable, because you can imagine the end of your way realistically or you imagine what will happen to you if you violate the system,
And imagine all the consequences of your work and its end and even your death and his way ((imagination of truth))
Either the real beauty of the imagination when we run away from our bitter reality and our difficult circumstances, to express us the oceans of our worries and our waves, passing through everything that is possible and all that is possible and all that is reasonable and unreasonable.
Breaking all the boundaries imposed on us in reality whether these limits are moral or unethical or whether these borders are conscious or unconscious or whether these boundaries are religious or non-religious.
Our imagination is inspired by this journey on the shore of a dark radioactive island (it is the island of our dreams)
We do not care about our journey to the laws or the rules of safety and the situation of the atmosphere and waves and the tide and not even all the impossible All we care about how to raise ourselves about reaching our goal,
When we love and fall in love, our first self to escape is our imagination and we may be our lover in our imagination before we love and may be our imagination is the one who helped us to love, we imagine his smile,
We go to him in our imagination to his home when his family in his room imagine him talking to you loves you or even imagine you, loves him accompany him out of his room to the salon of his home or sit with his family Tazlh Tamarg looks, ashamed of you, but smiles to you.
That imagination is one of the fabric of our life and color and how much of it was imaginary became realistic. We have to feed our imagination but what
The main food of the imagination and the whole world is our ability to innovate. When we want to imagine, we invent the idea and we weave the rest of our journey, which always ends as we want.
We must nourish our imagination with beautiful images, romantic romantic poems, and classical, quiet songs for me and Anti to live in our imagination.
Some may ask what I mean by myself and Ante or think I am wrong
But I will say frankly complete I and ...........
She / once in my imagination I write this subject
God is the most beautiful imagination
I imagined her read my humble article and feel me and know my intention but it is fantasy fiction only
How many ideas were born in the hospitals of our imagination and died and buried in the graves of our reality .........
Imagination is a blessing as forgetfulness is a blessing