Doesn't the world suddenly feel complete, when you've discovered a story? Not invented, not made up, just stumbled upon in the corridors of imagination. A plot, one character or many, a crisis and a final resolution. Hold on to what you've found- you're now a rich person.

Don't let anything limit you; the possibilities are endless. Open your mind and heart, embrace your latest companions: a man who only speaks in rhymes; a pig that hates getting dirty; a little girl with flowers growing on her head...anything can happen.

Us lonely freaks living at the brinks of reality, all we have left are these ethereal journeys. Exaggeration flashes like a mirror under the sun, droplets of sweat glistening above your eyebrow, clouds embarking on vicious assaults against weather-worn mountain peaks.

The music of nonsense brings little comfort to saturated ears,
but when silence threatens to annihilate you, it may become your only hope.