Dreamer’s Editorial

The wizard understood how to read between the lines. How to voice soul charm, how to create and craft. Every word and action vibrated a sacred petal language. Imagination was not just a game for children, but a daily human inspiration and expiration of heart breathing creativity. Magical arts streamed our reality education and occupation. Sacred memory of the abundant portrait identity kept soul music alive.

Until one day, everyone was punished, for daydreaming, for not paying attention, for not performing, for not producing, for not sticking to reality. Once upon a story time became just a silly little fairytale. The growth of a child’s imagination and adult exploration was buried under a pile of cash. Money became the antidote to agape. A new world order with a mechanical heart now pumped the body with an alien intelligence.

Join the charming adventure. My quirky style of reporting on real problems and cultural narratives will transform your mundane reality into profound moments. I utilize personal intuitive downloads and symbolically interpret the rejected spirit (hidden pneuma). I cross thresholds of the mind, emotion and personal will. I venture into unknown spaces to remove thorns in the heart. I search for the fairy door to freedom, adventure and wondercrafts.