Paradigm Shifter
Think of a Paradigm Shift as a change from one way of thinking to another. It's a sort of metamorphosis. It just does not happen,it is driven by agents of change

Angels and Devils


You know when you have a dream that-s just out there but in said dream you-re ok with everything that-s going on? Like you-ve lived in that world all your life?
I had a funny dream about two nights ago that was just like that.

A lady angel dropped by in my apartment, she flew right from the window, I was a bit busy and didn-t really need any visitors, but I couldn-t say no, so I opened the window and she floated in.
She sat down Japanese-style on her knees at the small table in the room, she had no wings, but had sandy curly hair and big brown eyes and wore a dark blue suit I believe, and she looked stern.
That play you wrote... I said ...They loved it! It was incredibly successful in Hell!
I remember she turned to me and tried not to look surprised and shocked and angry in the same time and keep her expression calm.
The doorbell rang and it was then and there I remembered a Devil was supposed to visit me that day too. I peaked out the door of the room and someone recieved the Devil inside but I only saw her long legs in high heels shoes the color of dead leaves and a bit of her short red skirt before I closed the door again.
I wondered how I was supposed to do so these two won-t meet, because they were bound to argue, it was like keeping two good friends away from each other because they had an argument you were not involved in, so you can-t just tell one to leave and work in the favor of the other.

After I woke up, I found it really amusing.


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Author:B.
Name: B.
Nationality: I don't stay for long enough anywhere to belong somewhere.
Interests: coffee, cigarettes, writing, reading, graphic art, living/being alive, traveling, how things work/function, history, music.
I Love: coffee, cigarettes, tea, big cities, the sea, the ocean, seashells, cherry tomatoes, rain, rain clouds, rice, sand, kashmere, a big city's noise at night, city lights by night, learning, listening, being alone, dead leaves, silence, 5 a.m's, music.
I Hate: lies and liars, prejudice.
I believe in: not much.
This journal:is the place I write just like I dance - like no one is watching. This is why everything I write is like a monologue to me. I don't care who is reading, my thoughts flow like this and this is how they will be written down.
These are my thoughts, my opinions, not my friends', not my country's, not your mother's and not your dog's.

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