See Through My Eyes~ a teaser..

Imagine that all the story books are true. Not the part of princes and damsels in distress being rescued riding off into the sunset for their happily ever after. That is not what I am talking about. Imagine all the fantasy in between, the folklore and superstition. Imagine if that was true. How often could you read an old nursery rhyme, and not pass it off as children’s entertainment, but analyze it as a historical description of creatures that do exist, things that did happen. They say that the devil’s greatest deed was making man believe he didn’t exist. What if he wasn’t the only “thing” that was able to pull the wool over our eyes. That by us simply not believing anymore, we don’t see “them” anymore. That is my predicament, the problem is that I do “believe” and because I “believe”, I “see” them, and am hunted by them as a result. My name is Maori and I have a story to tell you. If you are one to laugh at things that make you uncomfortable, you should switch to another story now. If you are one to tread cautiously through life, never taking chances and comfortable being in your own bubble of self delusions, once again, you would be best to exit from this page. If you are one that is honest to yourself, curious of your surroundings and have a yearning for the truth in what to believe, pray do continue. But be warned, there are consequences to knowing, believing and seeing. I hope you can handle th