In my dreams I have spiraled in eternity. I have lived
forever. I have seen lives lived for many and few years. I can feel the years
I've lived each moment lasting till the universe collapses on itself, giving in
to the chaos that threatens order.
I have been a demon, an angel, a wizard, a
cranky bemused detective that roams the streets every night searching for
purpose. I have been that man, that woman, that child.
In hours time I've
carried through ordeals that have lasted weeks. This is what it means to me,
as a writer. To see, observe, identify, classify and experience. It is also
what it means to me to be a reader.
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