Magic Fairy Dust

The familiar becomes foreign, we stare at something we think we should know. Puzzles breed in the grounds of predictability, and the pieces build our castles. Fortresses we intended to bravely erect transform into entrapments of identities. Digits in a phone number, Organization of letters in a last name. I know when my voice is…

That Which I Imagine

“Imagination is the beginning of creation. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine and at last you create what you will.” George Bernard Shaw Read My Dream Life is so vividly clear to me. I can honestly say that it has always been very clear to me. I have never lacked the…