Stallion of Mysticism

To the Vicegerents on Earth, You ask where I am from . How can I answer a question that I think is ideological , but to which a physical answer is always expected?My self is a stained glass window. Where I was, am, or will be are only scattered pieces of the big disturbed mosaic. Where I am from cannot have an answerI am the daughter of the wind …This work is a mere figment of imagination. An anthology of short stories which represents a sequence of diverse secular problems confronted with mystic lessons of the invisible. In fiction, I see all human beings united regardless of which particular identity - may it be ethnic, religious, political, or other - they restrict themselves to. These stories cut across all boundaries to take you beyond the metaphysical confines of this world ...Embrace Change. It is the Driving Force of Humanity.