Some people love to read, others hate it. "It's so boring I hate it blah blah blah." As a person who loves to read I can conect with the book. I can understand what's happening, I feel the emotion, I picture the scenes and they play like a movie in my mind. I'm in that book, in that world, accompanying the character(s) on their adventures. But what if:
Books are made of soem sort of physic paper? So you were only reading what you wanted to read? People who hated reading, when they open a book there was a blank page or it was gibberish and they couldn't understand it. They saw or felt nothing, due to a lack of imagination!
*mind blown*
Long live the readers, the writers, the bookworms! For we shall inherite:
Seas
Lands
Middle Earth
Narnia
Terabithia
Fantasia
Never land
Simulations
Nations
Kingdoms
Empires
Worlds
The Universe
And all of time...
YOU ARE READING
Poems and Thoughts
RandomThis is a book of poems of all diffrent topics. Poems of things such as hate, friendship, loss, and betrayal. There are also "pieces of thought" in this book. Thoughts on philosophy, ideas, and concepts. I apologize I can't give you more detail...
