“If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales.”

You guessed right, this was said by Eienstien too.

Although my parents never read me fairy tales, I was a fairy to begin with the exception of wings.

We have come a long way, by now you should'ave realized I am a big fan of Eienstien. What he says is true but what I feel is, its incomplete.

My feelings are quite complicated, living in a real world but not living in it. Living in imagination but not living in it.

Let me introduce myself once again, this time according to the real world, my name is James. I am an ordinary man.

“If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.”

I don't think I need to tell you who said this, right?

If I were not a fish, I would probably be still a fish. I often think of flying in the sky but still as a fish.

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I am a very strange fish. I don't live in the sea, I don't wish to climb the trees, all I want is to fly high.

I live on land, every breath suffocates me but I still move. No one accepts me but I still exist. I am useless yet alive.

My mind is polluted but not with global warming, I am poisoned but not with toxins or venom. I am dying but not with disease.

I see trees walking and ground talking. I see the moon following me and the sun obeying me. I see the rain dancing with me and stars blinking at me.

Yet I am blind in this real world. My eyes, they see something but it is what it is not.

I James am a useless man. I live in a slump of a town, work in beggarly of a shop.

I suffer, money, women and the heavens I want them all but the greatest suffering of them all is my inability to fly.

This is my story, a fish who can't fly, won't swim but dare to walk, in the end still yearning to fly knowing all well it can't.