Escapism

Escapism
We all have stories, experiences, realities that make us who we are, patterns and paths. But sometimes we lose ourselves, forget about inner-selves and sail with the waves, sometimes drifting, other times conscious. And there are moments  in time which for some f us, become path , become second nature, when we escape. Runaways, free spirits which crave for other worlds, utopias or just normality in the middle of this eternal ocean of slumber. Societies need them, societies need relief, need escapists who return and project their worlds and give alternative visions, stories or distilled realities, transformed or just unfiltered fragments of themselves.
"Paper is dead without words
Ink idle without a poem
All the world dead without stories
Without love and disarming beauty"
Nightwish - Song of myself
Enjoy your staying, but don't forget to dream a little.