Why am rambling about words? Patience, patience. I am coming to it directly. Not rambling. Only driving a point or stating bitter truths humorously or fictitiously. Why?
Honesty. Of All Humans In This World I Dare To Think Myself Number One In Honesty …
No kidding! Of course, I am labeled as blunt and rude, that’s where my fictitiously humoral streak shines. But it backfires on me to my utter consternation or hillariouslation!
- Ha! no definition for the word ‘hillariouslation’ so? I added the word to my dictionary to pacify my grammatically correct dictionary in rule.
Let’s Come Now To The Word Imagination …
This word is not cut out as it is meant to be by the human element. In fact? My imagination is the culprit for all the trouble and the rubble in my entire life.
Wow! I Am Finally Catching Up Your Drift My Master! Enlightenment …
Imagination and meditation. The bitter truth? Meditation hinges on imagination. O mine! Here we go, imagination, thoughts and feelings, sensations all trouble variations.
Variety Or Sort: Varieties Of Behaviors Stemming From My Imagination …
That’s why I quit this thing of ‘meditation’. Call me a ‘party pooper’ because that’s what in fact I am. Quote:
Definition of party pooper
: a person who refuses to join in the fun of a party
broadly : one who refuses to go along with everyone else.
Why? O My Master! That’s What You Have Worked Within Me For A Good Reason …
What good reason that could be? Ha! A reason to make me see the reality of what my imagination can conjure up.
Conjure Up? Wow! I Never Knew The Meaning Of That Phrase Until This Moment …
So much the proof on Your leading in all that I write even to the use of the exact word that applies to what I am writing. Quote:
con·jure (kŏn′jər, kən-jo͝or′)
- con·jured, con·jur·ing, con·jures