I love the idea of thinking that one’s imagination is infinite. I was speaking to my sister of what she thought of this and we both agreed that imagination is limitless. Although some would say the potential of limitless and infinite is not the same thing. Just grasping the idea of infinite may be out of one’s imagination, therefore not being infinite. But one can also imagine anything day and night, never stopping, never ending. Our thoughts continue (assuming in a healthy state) until the day we are no more.
Another situation we discussed was the ideologies of reincarnation. We understood for reincarnation, there would be a finite number of souls but “recycled” infinitely. The soul is considered eternal and continuous. This along with imagination, if one was not to imagine something in this current lifetime, maybe they would in the next or any life after.
