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Dreams. We all have them, preferably on weekends when we can sleep late and dream more, when there is nothing, nothing to stop us from dwelling in our fantasies. I do not remember my dreams, but I like to create my own. My mind is a strange place, where everything works. Well, strictly speaking, something works, but everything appears to be working - not necessarily correctly or for the right purpose, but it does. I'd like you to come with me and explore some places hidden from eyes of normal mortals.

Be unusual, allow yourself to see a fantasy expressions I create for you, for those are strange recollections of everyday struggles and victories.


Truth to be told, I used to blog some time ago. I did, quite intentionally, let it die out. Not to disconnect myself from its content but simply because I in some way outgrew what it was and never let it develop in a way I could find use for it. This is not a blog, nor anything like that. This is THE place to dwell in fantasies of mind.

"I cried to dream again." Caliban