Heavy wind swept across the clearing, howling through the surrounding maples and pounding the tiny cabin with sheets of rain as the worn and bent farmer trudged across the newly-sown lawn, making for the warmth of the candle-lit windows.

Did you get a mental picture as you read the above sentence? Did you see the cabin? Did you see the rain blowing across the clearing and beating on the tiny structure?

If you answered yes, consider yourself extremely lucky. You have retained your imagination. You can see beyond the obvious. You have enough mind control to let your mind be uncontrolled. You can leave the everyday world and visit other worlds whenever you want to.

If you answered no, if you saw only words on a page, go ahead and make your reservation at the Home for the Imaginationally Challenged. You are a prisoner in your own brain. Your mind is doomed to stay locked inside. You are dead from the neck up. You need help!

We are all born with an imagination. It starts with the first intrusion of light into our newborn eyes, and then begins to grow and mature as we grow and mature.

At least, it’s supposed to.