The need to create. In the Spirit of a Sun.

In my mind I have visions of great cities built in antique classical style with modern elements. I have the vision of uniting people of different extremes by having them work together and accomplish goals together. I have visions of clothes and hats with various extravagant patterns and different colours.

I may not be able to realise these things in our world, but I will realise them on paper in my fictional universe.

There, in my universe, you can be born in the slums and rise to wear extravagant clothes in a palace of your own if you are capable enough. You can have tea with aliens in their architecturally styled palaces. You can go on a safari to see various beasts across the stars. You can go from one point in the universe to another in the blink of an eye, you just need to know where you want to go!

It is a world of many worlds, inspired by our ancient worlds. And I want to create it all. I see so much of it everyday inside my head. It yells at me to be released. It hounds me. I must tell the story of my characters in their space adventure. I must not fail them. They must be heard of in our world, at least by someone other than me.

I may not have a child of my own, but I do have a fictional sun of my own, and it shines brightly upon my spirit. I shall see it grow up and get a life of its own.

I need to create! I love to create!