An excerpt from the book of my Soul

Far away, inside of a dream, lies a beautiful castle in a remote countryside. In this magical land, time stands still and beauty reigns supreme. Marble statues come to life and ride horses in an ever~changing garden of delight. Ceilings open to the night sky, allowing the perfect view to the stars and visits from winged friends. Hours are whiled away, blowing bubbles and starring into the candlelight.

where's the happy ending?

I got to thinking, that listening to fairy tales before bed may have contributed to some of my childhood fears. If you look at the plots in most of these tales ~ you'll see some horrible tragedy unfolding. For example Jack & Jill? Humpty Dumpty? Little Red Riding-hood? It sets us up thinking this world is a dangerous and scary place. I mean, we are going to find that out soon enough ~ why scare us as kids?