Something beyond your childhood dreams that you taken for granted.

A few days ago, my big brother and I talked about being creative and innovative. I can’t really recall what made us jumped into that topic. But what I can share here is that: for a long time, I don’t feel like I am creative anymore. Or was I ever am anyway?

And it is also my long time wish to be a person who is innovative. Because I know I never was one and I am not one at the moment. The wish is for the future. But by the look of myself now and what I do with my life and my work and everything else related—I am after all, not an innovative person.

It was a bummer. But my brother assured me; I could be one if I try hard and put aside my self-doubt. As corny as it sound, hard work does (most of the time) pay off, insyaAllah. That was the main conclusion that the discussion came up to.

But about being creative and innovative, I think the first thing is imagination. From there, I could start being creative...and then I can be innovative...or maybe I am wrong. It might not be a process.

But for me, imagination is the ability to walk, run, dive, fly and every other action you can think of while you are being still. Standing still? Sitting still? I mean, yeah, you got the point right? It is the power of the mind. The power to run a thought about something (or some occasion or some incident) beyond its normal possible ‘route’.

This reminds me of this the conversation I had with one of my friends. She and me talked about how when we were kids we share the same interest. Perhaps, all kids do. We love to day dream. About Doremon being real. We used to think of what would we do, what would happen and how would everything else be if we were in possession of our favourite Doremon gadgets. For me one of it was the ‘terowong pengecil’. It's a long explanation on 'why'.

And I used to day dream about another thing—the existence of another dimension of the world. One that is really just a duplicate of the already existent world but no one is around except me. And I could go back and forth between these two worlds so that I could have everything that I want.

But that was over a decade ago. I know I can’t think like that anymore. But the way I see it, that was imagination. And now, I just have to have another kind of imagination. The one that can move me. The one that can inspire me.

I watched Big fish yesterday. For the first time. Can you believe that? Now that story is another kind of imagination.

Come to think about it, was the problem: the lack of imagination or am I just lazy?

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On a totally different note:

The world exists with its content and the knowledge about the content. We were here to find it, learn about it, and get closer to anything that we are searching for using that knowledge. When we find something (knowledge of science, or an idea, or a concept or just basic principle of living) we talked about it over and over again.

This is never pointless. It is never pointless to discuss something no matter how commonsensical it is. Because by doing that the knowledge/idea/simple thoughts will be more understood, will be heard by others who don’t have it, will be passed on and will not be overlooked or taken for granted.