“…steps on my heart with a man’s shiny shoe.”  by Rosamonde

We are all humming and scribbling all of the time.  Conversations, tax forms, knocking down blocks with a crash–when are we not dreaming and creating reality as we would wish it to be?   Some people get compulsive about this scribbling that comes naturally to us all; for them, it becomes a fetish, an unbalanced drive for the dream to be real. This fetish has come to be known as “art.” Certain entities–gods, golems (or maybe even G-d), are drawn to this fetish and may sometimes be found struggling in its web.