With dreamers, pure and simple, the imagination remains a vaguely sketched inner affair. It is not embodied in any aesthetic or practical invention. Reverie is the equivalent of weak desires. Dreamers are the aboulics of the creative imagination.
Telling me that I don't care about people, or things, or situations that are actually very important to me - suggesting that I'm emotionally cold or unfeeling - yeah, if you do that and things are coming undone between us and don't get thoroughly fixed, there is a decent chance that I will never forgive you. Unfortunately, I'm not even kidding.
ooooo.....that's just so wrong! Mainly because I worry it be sufficient evidence to lock me up forever in a mental health ward.
That, and I wouldn't inflict such bad poetry on people intentionally, and I will not be held responsible for the consequences of some one volunteering to read it.
Currently submerged under an avalanche of books and paper work. I may come back up for air from time to time.
Real life awaits and she is a demanding mistress.