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Drow

Learned a new word today, it was 'drow' - a dark-haired, white skinned elf often seen leaving a video game to haunt real woods. This is a strange multi-layered world, what we imagine, form from our minds and name, that becomes real here or somewhere else. Those beings we bring forth from our fiction, those imagined beings imagine us into reality also. The mind makes heaven or hell, what we believe most becomes our reality here or in the after earth life experience. Imagination is Creation. "Ye Are Gods." O and yes, 'drow' spelled backwards spells 'Word.' Isn't that what God spoke in the beginning when His Mind created all things?

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