These are the feeble attempts of an aspiring researcher in his mid-twenties to utilize the right hemisphere of his brain in order to revisit the creativity that once thrived in youth. Perhaps we all lose this innate creativity in this world that once ran on our vivid imaginations and old, debilitated cardboard boxes and egg crates. The difference is recognizing what was at some point lost, and trying to give life to what could still be.
This is a chronicle of a journey, past and present. A chronicle of a man trying to shape his world and shed light on things that might have long been overlooked. These are the stories that will one day be forgotten, but their existence will forever remain incontestably real.
Aside from a personal fulfillment, a project is proposed here, albeit with somewhat selfish results. It is merely one man's individual journey. A project that is designed not to further delineate the boundaries separating logic and creativity, but to define the boundaries that instead unite the two modes of thought.
Why would one focus on such a project? How could creativity and ingenuity possibly shape the world and lend a helpful hand to science? What kinship could imaginativeness possibly have with research of any type? There's an answer to all of these questions, but let's see if the conclusion to this project provides more hints for us all.
Good luck to those of you who are endeavoring to do the same.