Life is but a dream encapsulated in a magick bubble.
Sunsets melting into sunrises.
One day flows into the next.
Blue skies kissing the lands horizons.
Seas gently touching the soils soft interior.
Dream realities turned into awake realities.
Thoughts turned into spoken words.
Spoken words cast magically into the infinite cosmos.
Infinite cosmos reverberating from the sounds of inter-dimensional whirlpools.
One mans Wicca's magic is another mans dream reality
