Stories of forgotten

"Do not stand at my grave and weep;
  I am not there; I do not sleep.
  I am the soft star that shines at night.
  Do not stand at my grave and cry;
  I am not there, I did not die."

Stories  of forgotten, tales of bizzare.

Unknown to retrieve fragments of dreams and nightmares.

Decipher the meaning behind the screen.

Not for the faint of hearts

or the rigids of minds.

Ink of pages, life of its own,

embodiments of abstract concepts,

personifications of emotions.

For those transcending the boundaries of convention,

the laws of physics bowed to the whims of imagination.

Invitation to wander through curtains of uncertainty,

To embrace enigma,

To find meaning in chaos /

Unhide the hidden in recess of mind.