Things go round and round. Everything comes again. Until someone does something so differently that they change everything.

Anything you can think of, anything you can imagine- is real... somewhere. We dream of such things, here on earth, never realizing in our dream-state our minds are peering into other worlds.

You want to know everything? Look at yourself. You discover a truth and can barely function.

Death does not bring the night, dear ones. Death brings daybreak.

I’ve heard that the walls of old houses sometimes hold onto voices – and play them back at odd times.

Loss and gain, gain and loss. No one stayed forever and no one remained the same forever.

Her ghostly heart knows no sorrowHuman fear held fast in chainsSurrender all you once held dearDance and dream again tomorrow

Anything you can think of, anything you can imagine- is real.. somewhere. We dream of such things, here on earth, never realizing in our dream-state our minds are peering into other worlds.