How the imagination is born.
The electrons of my body mix with the electrons of the earth below me and the world around me, gaining unity. Like a drop of water falling back into the ocean of which she has always been a part. Each plant nourishes me, fills me with color, triggering the exchange of electrochemical impulses between the neurons of the brain. In the flow of new impulses, new connections and entire neural networks are formed. Combinations of these connections are the physiological basis of imagination, the world that is born in my universe.