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I share an engagement with my imagination as I travelled through this town called Atimpoku in Ghana some few weeks ago. It was not my first time on this road, neither was this my first reflection of such greatness as we could build. My imagination however always slips towards the steep slopes of UTOPIA as I think of such gifts as nature has endowed this land. Sharing my reflections on utopia is a burden I carry, one guided by the touch of realism in order to prevent a wild stray into fantasies. Yet I pray you to indulge my dreams in the light of hope to building, and a passion to pursue such ends such as beauty may behold.
 John Keats, the English Poet, noted about beauty “A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.” Even eternal does Dante Alighieri, the great Italian Poet, think of beauty; “Heat cannot be separated from fire, or Beauty from The Eternal”. Yet among us, we unfortunately taint the best of beauties; we paint poverty, ignorance and dirt into natures best designs. We bring to naught the many gifts and sorrowfully fail to see the beauty therein. In my reflections, I found:

  1. The parable of the talent is more real than we want to believe. One of the common parables of Jesus is known to be of a master travelling to a far country. He gives talents to his servants and upon coming required of them returns. The gifts of each of the servants returned a fold of its own  kind but for the one with the least. He pays no attention to his talent and disregards it by hiding it. The master comes, requires of his talent and the returns and finds out that, this one servant bore no fruits. Such act of ‘cautiousness’ and ‘safe-keeping’ of the servant was regarded as wicked and unfaithful by the master who ceases his one talent and gives it to the one with the most. I am tempted to thinking in my wild minds that, this servant comes from my homeland because with all we have been given we do nothing with it. And scared more so, for what shall our judgement of these treasures and beauty be?
  2. Fairyland are built from nothing anyway. Disneyland, a story that will always be told. An awe built from but an imagination of a man who visited a park with his daughters. In Walter E. Disney words about the land of his creation, he said,”To all who come to this happy place: Welcome. Disneyland is your land. Here age relieves fond memories of the past, and here youth may savor the challenges and promise and promise of the future. Disneyland is dedicated to the ideals, the dreams, and the hard facts that have created America, with the hope that it will be a source of joy and inspiration to all the world.” In this story of Disney and the hard compelling facts of our reality of disregarded beauty, I still share hope because change starts with a mindset. Beauty is built with dreams and hopes as foundational Pillars.
  3. The gate through which our shame may be rolled off is putting our imaginations to work. I could not imagine people found space within own imaginative space to heap rubbish by such beautiful water bodies. I could barely find something critically thought through that took my breath away, rather I gasped with surprise how much waste beauty has been put to. I do not intend to be unnecessarily critical about this town but to bring to bear the need to put our imaginations to work. This is but a case in point, and in many cases much more severe negligence are paraded with relish. We barely care least notice and do anything about it.

I pray we may find an inspiration to stretch our minds towards that which is of beauty and to press on towards making beauty happen for Africa.

Our faith should be our strength. Let us find solace in Paul’s thought that, “God can do immeasurably more than all we ask or can dare to imagine, according to the power which works in us.”(Ephesians. 3:20)Let us grow beyond being easily content with lowly things and let’s press demand on grace far above mediocrity where it lies now.
I dare plead a cause that we may engage our minds to beauty, and to pursue and create all that is noble, pure and glorious. Let us find reason to press towards utopia for as in the Poet Victor Hugo’s words, “To love beauty is to see light”. 

Let us reclaim our righteous minds and put it to task!
Yaw Sompa

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