Intermezzo – Muse or Imagination
So there I was going about my merry writing business getting ready to write about one of the five senses exploring the wonderful mysteries of sensuality (remember the series I keep referring to but haven’t started yet? Lol) when all of a sudden I began to get a nudge from my ‘imagination’ suggesting that maybe I should have a post that reminds the reader of the importance of imagination re: the senses.
And then my ‘muse’ spoke up reminding me that She was in control and the whole imagination thing was something She called forth when needed. Well, my imagination took offense suggesting that nothing called him forth, he ‘just was’ and a whole argument ensued. I wrote the conversation down for your enjoyment.
But first a quick backstory. When we refer to our “Muse”, know that it is taken from Greek Mythology. The God Zeus, King of all things and the Goddess Mnemosyne (Goddess of memory and mental power) had nine daughters conceived to help mankind as guiding spirits. Each daughter was called a muse and had the ability to inspire, especially in the areas of literature, science, and the arts.
The History of the word usage of Imagination begins around the 14th century. It’s language roots are from the Latin word “Imaginatio”. The general understanding of the word Imagination is “forming a mental image of something not present or never before wholly perceived in reality.
Okay so here’s the discussion as it took place.
Imaginatio: What do you mean I’m just a word, what’s that supposed to mean?
Muse: Hey, it’s just the way it is so deal with it!
Imaginatio: I am too real. I have lots of great ideas all the time.
Muse: No, you only come to life when I ask .
Imaginatio: So then I’m real if you’re asking me to do something for you?
Muse: No, I call on my own inspirational abilities and Imagination comes.
Imaginatio: You mean me?
Muse: No, you are a figment of your own figment!
Imaginatio: Hey, that’s pretty good.
Muse: I know, I am after all … Me!
Imaginatio: I’ve been around a very long time.
Muse: For all you know I’ve been around forever.
Imaginatio: Me too!
Muse: No you haven’t – get used to disappointment.
Imaginatio: Are you referring to the whole chicken and egg paradox because if you are that really sucks!
The argument was becoming heated at this point so I explained to them the blogger’s “read time” quota and asked each to write a short poem on unrequited love, I would be the arbitrator with the final say: Muse or Imagination. I did suggest the popular Haiku for their writing style, but both declined. Actually as I recall Imaginatio said “Pleease I’m already under enough pressure here!” My muse just smiled (hmmm)! And here are the poems by each:
Tormented, by Imaginatio
Raw burning pain
I believe I
the last rose, by the Muse
the petals fall
one by one,
from my tightly clutched hand
The thorns pierce,
just an ordinary pain
I no longer feel,
the greatest pain
And the winner is … Muse who calls forth both her senses and imagination (imaginatio – I think she cheated!) to bring forth her magnificent creations. I hope everyone enjoyed this playful interpretation of Creativity today. Thanks for stopping by, Penny
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