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Creative Imagination, Curse or a Blessing?

One of the distinctive features of humans is their creativity, by the use of their imagination they can create great literature or compose moving compositions that inspire and uplift our spirits

Not forgetting those magnificent works of art, timeless masterpieces that live on in our lives long after the artist who produced them passed away

With such a wonderful gift of creativity, it is sad that there have been those who chose to create weapons of destruction and used their imagination to stir emotions of envy and hate

Creating ugliness instead of beauty – wonder and joy

Even the great artists and composers must have struggled with their creative nature, for some became tormented by the very passion that drove them towards greatness

While others succumbed to their emotions and allowed their imagination to conjure up demanding personal demons that soon ruled over their lives

Twisting what should have been a joyful experience of love, into a bitter-tasting pill to swallow, with such power over them they abruptly ended their life

They could not bear such torment, and many lived in poverty only to become famous after their death – sadly never knowing the fame and fortune that might have been theirs

Vincent Van Gogh was such an artist, although he didn’t intend to become an artist, he originally went into the life of a clergy.

Several years later he became a creative artist, but sadly remained poor, only reaching the lofty status of a famous artist after his death

A distant chiming church clock reminded me this special day was nearly over, even though I had tried to make the most of this one day, by inviting family and friends and homeless people

I couldn’t help feeling an overwhelming sadness building up inside of me, with such strong force it felt as if I would explode

It had been a day of mixed emotions, joyfulness and sadness at thought of what was to come, for it had been decided by the rulers of every country in the world

That religion along with faith was hindering the progress of humankind and so they put into action a plan to remove the desire and passion of religion from everyone in the world

There had been talk of having one worldwide religion, but nobody could agree on which one and the suggestion of the Illuminati was not acceptable to any religions

So it was in secrecy they launched space probes with mind cleansing power, with full intent to keep the general public uninformed about this until the deemed necessary

Only informing Christian in December that this year was to be the last Christmas we would be able to celebrate, after that we would not even a faint memory would remain

The Last Christmas day is almost over, and tears fill my eyes and that sadness grows ever more in strength, not just because of my own faith that will shortly be no more, but also for all people in the world

Who would be going through the same sad experience, with overwhelmingly and destructive power!

I also am feel an overwhelming sadness for all those creative praise song writers of times gone by, as soon there will be no reason for them and no one who will sing them

Also for those who chose to dedicate their whole lives in service to what they believed was the only god, while many other places in the world have believed the same of their god

This day will end with the destruction of all faith, all belief, all of the passion of the ages, all too soon there will be no memory of why all believers even had that unshakable belief in a creator god

Along with all of individual holy books, from which we for so long had drawn comfort joy and direction from the words contained with the pages, which such power over its reads

Yet I still weep even more over many willing gave up their lives or killed others who opposed what was so fervently believed

There lies the reason it was decided to put an end to all religions, regardless how noble or perfect its believers considered it to be, and now I understand the authorities decision was right, and that saddens me too that we humans are capable of such crimes against our fellow man, and yet even I, at times have felt such anger that I too might have lashed out in such a violent way

That many religions have used their utter belief to justify killing other human beings, yes even Christians have been guilty of religious persecution and killing, no group of humans are free of that guilt

Yet I shed bitter tears at the thought of having no memory of my beloved saviour, who became my closet friend throughout my life, my comforter companion, my guide, as he was too many countless others

Now this day comes to an end, as the church clock chimes the final hour, I sit all alone wondering what this new life will contain, knowing all holy books will then forever be relegated to sit on bookshelves gathering dust

Unread, unloved, unneeded, and all their words lost with nobody to read them or study them

My thoughts now turn to contemplative if mankind will live to regret the coming dawn, will those who have already turned against religion have their celebrating cut short by the power of this mind cleansing

To find themselves also effected emptied of any passion or purpose, if not by that device then by the fact they will no longer have others to criticize or convert to their way of thinking

As the last chime strikes, I prayed for the last time, God have mercy on us all in the days to come, even though we leave you and travel into this unknown future without your love and protection

Will I even remember this ending and these words I have wrote, and will I be able to tell reader of a distant future that it was all worth the heartaches, or will no one even care about what all too soon be ancient history

Farewell brothers and sisters with all my heart I hope that all mankind will be reunited the one family of humankind and that we may share a passion for each other, and that we all may live in peace and harmony