I am your dreams. I am your nightmares. Your greatest hopes, and gravest fears. Get some rest, you deserve it, I know you’re tired, and know it’s worth it. Sleep will, for a moment, set you free. You’ll travel through time, you’ll travel through me.
Where gun shots blaze – an explosion of feathers Daffodil petals Knife wounds fester – aurora borealis rainbow colors When explosions ring – harps pluck purity elasticity Calamitous comets ingenuity
Held within modern cinema is the same fantastic idea; except the fantasy is now computerized and super human powers are CGI’ed. “We want to be the hero,” said everyone, worldwide; although there are