Notes, Writing

Thoughts

Reality is shaped by us and we are shaped by reality. The power of the human imagination is strong enough to do so. In a world of the mundane, imagination is what gives us our power. It is what allows us to carve our own path. This makes us both our own saviour and our own destruction. The last time where reality became so mutable was during the Ancient Times. It’s not a coincidence that ancient India and ancient Egypt had their own demigods and goddesses who were a mix between human and animals.

That we are here, and seeing all these appear again… humans have reclaimed their imagination and power to shape their reality. The balance is once more upset.

Naoko Kensaku
Briefing to the Cassowary Ravens, year unknown.