Showing posts with label fairies. Show all posts
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Saturday, August 10, 2013

Cosmic Soup

The world we live in is real, illusions and all....therefore, we are real.
If we are real, then our thoughts are real.
If our thoughts are real, then what we think about is real.

The princess, the third eye, the talking pandas are "thoughts", therefore they are real...and thus they exist in the world around us, with the soul, the stars, the fairies, the stop sign at the corner, the nebula, the dragon in the cave, the elf that makes the shoes, the lovers that meet in secret, the entry exams, the salaries, the taxes, the in-laws, the mogul, the beggar, the sand, the waves, the starfish, the mermaid and the cyclops.

They are all part of the cosmic soup that flows throughout, creating that special somewhere between earth and heaven.


Between Heaven And Earth by ~Dzenis on deviantART



trees in the bubble...


I guess you can call me an artist at work.
My mind is filled with stories yet to be written,  art yet to be seen, imaginary realms that await the moment to be explored.
I have a book in an embryonic phase...It is still in my head...Will it leave my head and make it's new home within the words and phrases especially chosen to house these characters and their happenings? Will they decide to take up residence there, among the punctuation marks and capital letters? Can a story take place in type? Can a character flourish in words alone?  Or is the imagination the only suitable fertile ground for characters to grow, flourish and bloom?
If, in their present state, these unwritten books had the ability to materialize into objects,  they would appear as orbs - translucent, fragile, emerging...yet with billions of thoughts racing through them like pulsating little veins seeking to feed the tree that has rooted within....Page facing 84 of Andersen's fairy tales (Robinson) 
Yes,they would be round, wonderful spheres, fairy bubbles spun with ribbons of pale, translucent shades, that serve as cocoons for a special tree that grows within and seeks to grow, expand its breadth and flower.
This tree is the "story" - the world that comes to life from the newly created characters and their experiences.
Books in the making are fairy bubbles cocooning their very own unique sapling...