By offering an original elucidation of the notion of the imagination in the writings ofImmanuel Kant, Johann Fichte and Cornelius Castoriadis, this book addresses and brings to the fore the significance of the imagination as the ontological source of human creation.Principally inspired by Castoriadis's revolutionary elucidation of the imagination and the imaginary, this book actively contributes to this neglected line of enquiry by exposing deep lines of continuity and rupture both within and between the revolutionary writings of Kant, Fichte, and Castoriadis. Beginning with Kant's hesitation in describing the productive imagination as a creative power, this book traces these lines of continuity and rupture through an elucidation of the form and content of Fichte's philosophical system, known as the Wissenschaftslehre, and through an elucidation of Castoriadis's remarkable concept of the radical imaginary.Engaging with these lines of continuity and rupture allows this book to contribute to the landscape of thinking by offering a new elucidation of the imagination in the formof the "embodied imagination."

Are you ready to visit a town where cursed lives are the norm? There is nothing quite like sharing a nightmare or two, and that is exactly what author Jodi Lee intends to do with her collection, Into a Long Ago Future. Take a walk through New Bedlam's streets, sail through time and space with an alien-raised human, get locked in a zombie-proof safe house, discover new faery tales, new futures that will change the past. A bit of advice though. Watch what you eat. Don't drink the water. And definitely make sure you watch where you step. You wouldn't want to get lost in the galleys between.

Do you dare to tread in the realm of evil? Do you dare to look insanity in the eye? Do you dare to open up your imagination and immerse yourself in a wonderland of terror? If so, then snatch up your garden trowel and follow me. The Black Garden is a place where darkness spools on daisies like raindrops and demons frolic freely, nestled in the bosom of sin. It's a place where old women linger after death, catching wayward children with their spindly fingers and pale rabbits dart into burrows infested with horrors beyond the realm of human comprehension. It's the birthplace of darkness - the scaly breast and withered arm that suckles the minions of hell. And it's starting to overflow ...