Timeless story

In the world enslaved by sanity,
I will always be insane,
trying to live my dream,
of being a magical storyteller,

My biggest doubts are ,
that I might never be a storyteller,
It might remain in the pages of fantasy,
But my doubts won't make me one of you,
my doubts won't make me one of the mechanical speeches,
with no heart and soul,
I would love to fail a thousand times,
I am fine with the humiliation if it comes,
If I become sane and quantity hungry because of humiliation,
I will lose the respect in my eyes, which is worse than the humiliation,
Producing quantity was not me, and will never be me,

I would like to have a single magical story that connects,
a story, that puts right mix of sanity and insanity,
a story that moves the listener from within,
I would cherish it dearly,
rather than  having thousand successes,
but without heart and soul,
but without the touch of insanity,

I don't care of numbers,
but of that which is beyond it,
I just use the numbers and cold logic,
to weave crazier and wilder stories,
for in a very brief life,
goals and targets,
success and failiure, will come and go
but its that magical weave of insanity,
woven by the threads of sanity,
that makes the story timeless