Censor

I wake up in my father's library. Even though it has been home for us for about the last 30 years, it truly is a library. All of the four rooms are filled with books on the walls.

Looks like we have a visitor. Let us in! - is the new book asking. To include this information with safe enough thought to put it into use without destruction, a careful skill is needed.

The last 20 years I have been searching thru the library. I put the children dreams into practice from boyhood. I followed the love stories for teenagers and youngsters. And now I suddenly find myself ordering new books to this library.

Growing up among these books.. we have felt safe among dreams. Whenever an insecurity is rising, something we have read will fill the spot with a similar enough storyline for us to understand.

Well the great danger is this new books I'm ordering. Some of them I have managed to hide or give away, but they keep coming. This is not the stuff anyone else would read. This information is prohibited for them.

I myself am the censor and allow through what I wish. However, I am limiting the ability this way. I keep the purpose hidden, for the flow to strike without being noticed. Smoothly will they get what they deserve.