Inspireme#6 Embracing wanderlust and the beauty of books with Joseph Mills

The world is but a canvas to our imagination

-Henry David Thoreau

I have been thinking a lot about imagination lately, how the mind can take us to places we have never visited, help us to escape from the pain of the moment or elevate a moment in time to greater heights then reality ever could have.

More than anything I have found the greatest stimulus to my imagination has been travel and books. One shocks the body and mind, forcing it to completely reconfigure its suppositions of reality by showing us the differences in cultures, individuals and nature. The other allows our minds to wander, regardless of where you are, into the minds of thousands of other human beings, some real and some fictions themselves.

Ive found myself truly enjoying this list of   7 Words only those with wanderlust will understand , encompassing different cultures ways of describing those of us who have been bitten by the desire to see more of the world than that which we have already, whether real or imagined.

NEFELIBATA  (n.) lit. “cloud walker”; one who lives in the clouds of their own imagination, or one who does not obey by the conventions of society, literature, or art

I came across this wonderful poem by Joseph Mills, entitled If librarians were honest, which truly encompasses the power that the written word can have over those who give themselves to it fully.


If librarians were honest,
they wouldn’t smile, or act
welcoming. They would say,
You need to be careful. Here
be monsters. They would say,
These rooms house heathens
and heretics, murderers and
maniacs, the deluded, desperate,
and dissolute.
They would say,

These books contain knowledge
of death, desire, and decay,
betrayal, blood, and more blood;
each is a Pandora’s box, so why
would you want to open one.

They would post danger
signs warning that contact
might result in mood swings,
severe changes in vision,
and mind-altering effects.
If librarians were honest
they would admit the stacks
can be more seductive and
shocking than porn. After all,
once you’ve seen a few
breasts, vaginas, and penises,
more is simply more,
a comforting banality,
but the shelves of a library
contain sensational novelties,
a scandalous, permissive mingling
of Malcolm X, Marx, Melville,
Merwin, Millay, Milton, Morrison,
and anyone can check them out,
taking them home or to some corner
where they can be debauched
and impregnated with ideas.
If librarians were honest,
they would say, No one
spends time here without being
changed. Maybe you should
go home. While you still can.

Ill leave you with this tune from One Republic, which just puts me in a damn good mood and really sparks the mind to travel the winding roads of the world.

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