Philosophy Walking around on the island of nobody, days passed by as she grew. Surrounded by the sounds of mystery and feelings of joy, the touch of a green leaf in the tip of her fingers. People used to call her Philosophy as if all she said were ideas produced by a confused brain. She didn't mind at all, in fact, Philosophy was a name that suited her, as she always had something new to say about everything and the way she believed it was beautiful. Everything was magic, colorful, bright, possible! The world was such a wonderfull place to be whatever she wanted. She...wanted to be free. Like you can't tame an wild animal, you can't put it in a cage, you couldn't ever try to domesticate Philosophy. Daughter of the Elements she is, so in nature, she feels true happiness, joy, freedom. There the magic happens and Philosophy connects with her true self.
