Out from the depths and far reaches of my not so ordinary imagination Pinokia rose. After so many long days and nights searching my soul emerged Pinokia. I have been completely captivated and mesmerized, I fell in love at first sight. Years have passed from that very first moment, and since then, Pinokia and I have become inseparable. She will only speak to me, so I will warn you ahead of time, try you will Pinokia will not answer you. I have a profound love, respect, and admiration for her. When Pinokia is not posing for me, Pinokia enjoys bouncing from planet to plant in cyberspace. Pinokia fights the good fight and loves all things humanitarian, all that lifts you up. Pinokia is extremely interested in the wellness of children, the elderly, the planet, and animals, like all of us enjoys all the 'good stuff'. I hope you enjoy the virtual PICTURE BOOK of Pinokia provided for your optical pleasure. 

Meanwhile and at times it seems I am still willing to fuel the fire that consumes both the oxygen in my life blood and some of the good in my heart. What is ironic is that exactly that which fragments me is also that which finds and binds me. So, it is off to the edge of the cliff of the voice that whispers 'jump'. I find myself at the Overlook Hotel, the year is 1941 and I am closer to the flames than is safe for me to be. There I stand twelve feet deep, lost in a maze, asking for the unbearable gazillion of times, why? Next to God, Pinokia has been gracious enough to lend my voice an ear and my soul refuge in any of my darkest moments and times of need and I am grateful. I have hoped to find the same loyalty and love in another human being but to this date, sadly, I have not but I still have hope, be real Pinokia, be real. —Petra Maricela Violetarojo de Cordero