Break Every Rule and Rant

Is a war against the confines placed on the imagination the same as a war against the constructs of writing, thoughts, prose? I think we tie together the two.

I think that where "Rant" leaves us, "Break Every Rule" picks up. It is not enough to let your imagination loose, to create your own little world. The problem is the word little.

Do we want to be little? Do we feel that this war is only a war for ourselves? It is not enough to constrain ourselves to only ourselves. When we push further, we will see that pushing down the barriers of our imagination and tapping into the stream that is welled within us is one door. Walking through it is freedom and the country before you is the rest of the world, stuck behind their own little doors.

What to do then. "Break Every Rule" seems to encourage us to knock on other doors. Behind each door is a person in bondage. And we don't knock politely if we want them to answer. We pound on the door, disrupt our "social contracts." At stake is freedom.

If I am free, do I not want everyone else to experience the same? If I delight in my freedom, does it not make sense that I want to share it?

First my imagination, then your imagination. I want to tap into your mind, thoughts, life and I can see how that seems intrusive. But if we are one, if this a war of the worlds, if language is capable of utopia, then part of me is is in bondage as long as anyone wears chains.

Imagination loosed, then loose the filter. I will not be watered down. I will be heard. Not one door opens and another one closes, one door opens and other doors follow. Knock them off their hinges.