Can a story change you?

In accordance with a decree long forgotten, the rebel mind chose to honor a truth which is not true and dance to a lie of fictional magnitudes.

The story that haunts you claims you.

From steeped embellishments to vile disdain, one narrative shapes a reality unseen outside the bounds of a master scene living in nothing but a story.

Can the lie build a truth?

The foundations feel unstable, offering no consolation except a need to be safe. An accordance of accounts that tells and reinforces the stability looking to be protected somehow.

The eyebrow raises, and out of its wonder a mystery phases.

Poorly and surely, the dream of being the narrator in control continues working its magic as if it’s a seer who has seen the unforeseen meddling with powers it only imagined it had claimed and deemed.

Can a story change you?

The premise is flawed, and yet it holds.

For within the bounds of perception all is fair, even though reality cannot be touched as an observer distant from its rush…

So the story comes and goes, wielding power and throws… of tantrums to be real, while all along, what changes you never was, as the separation never existed outside the story of a rebel mind looking for the story to change you.

Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~