we're flying through the sky with no boundaries, our creative imagination sets us free.the things we invent, the ideas we create, we follow our thoughts through a golden gate. fantasy is there , to halp us along. the fantasies we make up can never be wrong. reality is now. It's what we live in reality is in our hair, blowing in the wind. reality is limiting. telling us what can be done. it's green leaves, blue sky feeling heat from the sun. although we wish we could travel through space and time, we are limited to the present, with reason and rhyme. fantasy is not reality. reality is true. fantasy is just there to entertain you. lovely me

MY true - love hath my heart and i have his ' by just exchange one for the other given , i hold his dear and mine he cannot miss, there never was batter bargain driven. my true - love hath my heart and i have his, his heart in me keep him and me in one my heart in him his thougts and senses guides , he loves my heart for once it was his onw , i cherish his because in me it bides , my true love hath my heart and i have his,

THE MIND CAN MAKE SUBSTANCE, PEOPLE PLANETS IT'S ONW WITH BEING BRIGHTER THAN HAVVE BEEN, AND GIVE A BREATH TO FORMS WICH CAN BE OUTLIVE ALL FLESH "I CONSIDER IT USELESS AND TEDDIOUS TO REPRESENT EXISTS because nothing that exists satisfies me."nature is uglyand i prefer the monster of my fancy to what is positively trivial.