Just as cynicism makes us say sometimes, many of the
things in our lives are nothing more than illusions
hanging in the air. How many times we dream of
possibilities which never came true. But that never
stops our dreams from shaping. We rationalize,      
synthesize, weigh all possibilities in our minds, but
still there is that child-like quality in our innerselves
which dismissing everything our intellect has learned,
yearns for those brilliant, elusive and mysterious
bubbles of illusion that seem to stay                                                                                                                                         
                                                            just                                
                                                                one
                                                                    inch
                                                                            away
                                                                                    from
                                                                                            our
                                                                                                reach.

Logic or imagination, experience or dreams,
reality or the wondrous world of make-believe,
a constant struggle between extremes. But
we'll always want to find the exact position
where standing on our feet we can let our
imagination fly to unknown worlds and
realities.