Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Random Thoughts on Growing up and the Theory of Imagination (Analysis)

This is good, somewhat somber but good nonetheless, I like the honesty behind it all. It struck home everyone feels that to some degree they have fallen short of their childhood goals, but this brought it to light.
I like the line about imagination being a lost friend. That was visual and thought provoking. I somehow saw the adult part of me ignoring the invisible friend I used to have.
Good work
Gavinswar

great ramble. I dont think we lose our imagination as we grow up, we just have to find other ways to access it. It grows as we do. We just have to figure out how to use it in different ways. Great journal! I dont like to rate them just so you know.

As a personal note, this is a feeling that every single “grown-up,” with even an ounce of imagination, either lost or kept close, struggles with.  As my six-year-old put it, “Why can’t everyone be more like children?”  Could an adult have been more eloquent?  Of course not.  
Scientifically speaking, we only use a fraction of our brain power.  Could this be avoided if we nurtured our imaginations, instead of our careers and responsibilities?  I believe so.
Based on my response, I think you know that I like this piece very much.  It speaks to me--maybe not to everyone--but it means something to someone like me, a grown child, if you will, one who struggles everyday not to rebel in this grown up world.  I urge you to get reacquainted with your imagination, it is what makes you special, and it may be the only thing that can keep you sane.

I myself suffer from Peter Pan syndrome and can relate wholeheartedly to this musing.  The imagination is a muscle that most pencil-pushing adults neglect until it is atrophy.  We writers and artists flex that muscle daily; leaving the product our craft as proof, we are immortal and forever young.  Do not give up on your lost friend; keep writing.

Everyone whom stands- who, or All who stand

Those pretends games- pretend

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May 10, 2008

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I know this might sound repetitive, but I guess because what I am going through recently, I am feeling this.

The imagiantion that we lose as we get older, its a shame that it is left to children, that some think the only way out of a situation is to either, kill themselves or kill others.

A saying that I use to hear now and then, Youth is wasted on the young.  I don’t wish to go back to my younger days, even though I am only 33 years old, I live that through my children.

But I believe I still have that imagination and I still do daydream, thinking up stories, and poems.

But I truly like this short story that your wrote.  I think you should find some place to publish this, it needs to be read.

Thanks.

I was surprised this was entered as a journal entry; it is really almost lyrical enough to be a poem.

On a more personal note, I can connect to your mourning over the loss of imagination.  You know, I don’t think adults lose their imagination so much as, imagination is not valued and rewarded in adult life the way it is in the lives of children.

Definitely something to stop and think about.

You have some good thoughts on imagination.

One thing to point out is that even though this isn’t a story, it still needs paragraphs. My eyes felt sick going back and forth like a typewriter with no gaps in between.

I’m an adult and my imagination is intact. Makes the ability to create stories not heard before come alive.

Your text hit home. I think we all feel the way you expressed. This is a good begining but I would try to make it a little bit more deep, add more about what the imagination bring to the world maybe, what it feels to lose it. Happy continuation.

Nice fluid writing. I’m not sure I would call the Harry Potter films great, the books are though.

“Everyone whom stands” – I’m not sure if whom is the right word here?

For a random peice of writing it’s pretty good. I have to say, as a 22 year old who can no longer think up plotlines, I kind of identified with this. It’s funny because I still feel like a kid.
I’m not sure if we’re just supposed to criticize the writing or the thoughts themselves (which seems a little invasive), but there were a couple of things that I disagreed with. It’s a little trite to refer to the “children are so innocent” theme. Remember being seven? Remember the bullies? Remember being teased relentlessly for any small non-conformity? I had a pretty happy childhood, but when I hang out with my little cousins I can see it, how horrible they can be to each other. I think you had a pretty good thing going with the creativity theme, I’m not entirely convinced that the additional thoughts on innocence are necesssary.
There’s a really good related quote – “When people say to grow up, what they really mean is to stop growing”
Anyways. Good writing! I hope you find a way to get back to your imagination.