My imagination is my everything. I imagined myself as everything, and eventually I found out that the tree is the hardest thing to be, it stays still looking at thieves, burglars, murderers, lovers, haters, friends, families, its can see the truth and know the lies, it can hear the rich and the poor, it's like a judge trying to judge between whose the exploiter and whose the oppressed, and after it will not be heard.