There's an animal joy that rises in my soul at the thought of creating
new universes. I make new places. I make new people. I carve the
mountain ranges; I arrange the women's hair. I release the people into
the worlds, and I guide them on their journeys. I get to create
encounters and adventures I'll never see on Earth.
At the same
time, I am the filter for these places, these events. They are the
distilled awesomesauce of planet Earth, through my eyes. Through my
soul. My creations are the pure, unadulterated moonshine of my brain,
the ambrosia that is freedom of expression...the crack cocaine that is
my imagination.
Have some.
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