The subject is, The Space In Between. The thing that is separated from it's life force dies instantly or slowly as the power it has stored up dissapates it's substance. It is amazing when you make a check of it what you have in your house. Many empty jars, many empty dishes, much talk of and about what should be in it. It is no good for you to decide that you are going to say you have everything, but in the back of your head or in the back your mind you know that everything is empty and you are only trying to imagine.
Imagination is a long tale.
Many people are ensnared by the idea of imagination. Without that particular thing it is like having a building or even a city enormeously wired, beatifully wired, beautifully equipped to perform every conceivable thing from a standpoint of elelctrity. But if there not be that little fuse that joins the power with manifestation nothing happens. Many people spend time trying to imagine it will happen. That fuse is you in the highest sense of the word.