Things inside your head

You know what's so good about imagination, recollection, memory, or anything inside your head? I give you the answer: they are imaginary. You can shape "those things" according to your own likings. Yes, they may have happened and nothing you can actually do to amend them. But, hey, they’re in your head, re-arrange 'em, re-shape 'em, frame 'em, make 'em as things you might feel enjoyable the most as possible. And no one would sue you for fraudulent, treachery, insensitive, or whatever say you. You have the right to make yourself king inside your head's kingdom.

You know what's so bad about them? The answer is: they are imaginary. However pleasent and enjoyable they are, you can not actually feel 'em with your skin.

Vive le Roi, le Roi est mort! (Long live the King, the king is dead!)