Minds are mirrors. Though the world around us is the same we all perceive it just a shade differently than the rest. Belief, Faith, Comedy, Art, Music. Reflections. We all have our own mirror, our own personal reflection that casts all our inflections out into the world. Painting, Poetry, Hate, Love. Reflections. A mirror stands alone, judging nothing it witnesses. Yet it mocks reality with mimicking gestures of slander and vengeance. The cold anger inside the reflection overwhelms. Mirrors of imagination within our minds hum with jealousy and life. Within this book, captured are four such reflections. Some stray wildly away from our world while others are possibly happening right now, as you read the back of this book.~JMR~

James M. Richardson is 36 years old. He has found that life and reality truly are stranger than fiction that he writes. James is fascinated by the individual imaginations that range inside each one us. Husband, Father, & self proclaimed modern bard. Nothing gives him more joy than creating worlds and universes that never existed, until he saw them.