There was a boy who had to be isolated from the world and so he sat in high places staring off into distant places. In these foreign places he would write through divine inspiration about God, love, nature, and romantic manifestations, in strenuous efforts to help open the eyes of a dying world.
     He would write until his heart was content, sending them off to people in hopes that they would understand what the stories meant. Most of the time, the stories came back with joyous remarks but the individual usually missed the most important point of all; kind of like humanity when it comes down to man-kind. 
If someone had a beautiful way of viewing and experiencing life and wanted to share it with you would you listen? 
These are his stories.