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Awakening…
I’ve been contemplating a Bachelard quotation: “The imagination is not, as its etymology suggests, the faculty for forming images of reality; it is the faculty for forming images which go beyond reality, which sing reality. […] Primal poetry, poetry that allows us a taste of our inner destiny, is an adherence to the invisible. It give us the sense of youth and youthfulness by constantly replenishing our ability to be amazed.Read More