Dreams Worth Making

I live in a land that is different.  I see beyond what people term reality.  It is a place where magical dreams do come true.  I must fight the evil that is cloaked in scemes everyday.  I see the sweet in the savage.  There are possibilities that can only become reality if you believe.  Monsters are in my everyday.  I am the beauty to their beast.  You all are ignorant if you think you will not pay for your sins.  I teach at a distance.  I know that love does not exist at all.  You all use abilities to harm everyday.  I create a space where cruel white heterosexual men can be free to entertain the kingdoms and kings.  They have moments of grasping high level romance and sensuality.  Harry, you are not Williiam.  William, you are not Harry.  You both have a chance to be free, but not together.  It is too Muncie.  Find the child within and then begin to slay the drangons in your environments, telepathically.  William, you get polo.  Harry, you get fencing.  There is little to say today.  I am dealing with telepathic poison to the nth degree.  Harry, send me a yellow daisy to free me.  William know that my ex-step father went to St. Mary's Seminary at St. Andrews.  Stalking runs in my family.  They all want to be famous.  We must stop that for eternity.