It is this way, so the illusionist said to the one he called the magician. The illusionist saw it no other way in the vision of the magician he seen There was no grey ground and no questioning He had it right And woe and before him the magician came creeping back who he viewed… Read More Illusion


The previous ‘poem’ I wrote, “The Friend”, was written out of more a matter of intent than designing something artistic. There is a debate that says one should always write or create something excellently or this does not matter as much as what one is saying. Well, “The Friend” is inclined to be in the… Read More Intent