::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Monday, December 10, 2012


Little dreams
Carried away on the wind
Quiet whispers that only
The fairies will hear

Little truths
Silently carried
Heavy burdens in tiny packages
Sent but never received

Little moments
Carried in the heart
Favorite memories that only
You and I know.


  1. I like the fantasy of this. It tells enough of a story for each person to see a little differently.

  2. Exactly!

    Perception is a strange thing--what we view as truth, what we accept as memory, and how the mind sees what it wants to see, recalls what it's been told. .

    I'm glad you like it.