Somewhere, in the cornfields of Indiana under a blue midwestern sky, a small patch of Reality began to warble and waver. Out of the rippling air stepped a young mage in flowing multi-colored robes, wearing the most tripped-out hat ever created by creatures with thumbs. He looked around, took a breath, pulled out his journal. He doodled in the margin.
Then, he wrote:
"There are other worlds than this."
Pfilip
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- Mon Jan 22 2001 at 18:17:04 (23.6 years ago )
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- Fri Nov 5 2004 at 21:03:56 (19.8 years ago )
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- The desire to know what's backstage. To know the ultimate definition of "is."
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- Creation and Imagination. Manifesting and naming.
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- www.mechanicalmedia.com/windjammerpress
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- "Don't trust me--trust you" -David John Matthews
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