We are Time Travelers in different Earth Zones crossing the International Date Lines using the Internet. World Wide Wide = World Wide Access. Ah! The Miracle of Technology! Oh! But let me sleep to enter into a world of dreams. Dreams, Visions, a Retinue of Lands, Places, People both living, dead and imagined.
Creatures known only to the human mind. Woodland nymphs, satyrs, centaurs, Elves and pixies dance to the music of the Count Basie band Dizzy Gillespie on horn. I see you as you see me wandering through ever shrinking childhood homes. The Bells of St. Mary’s change hands.
Venues carelessly slipping into alternate vignettes. Our minds edit zig-zag scripts with the Fates cutting the cords at whim’s notice. Wandering souls find peace through concourse as the Bells of St. Mary’s ring out Praises in Temples and Churches Worldwide.
The strangest affairs happenstance twixt Twilight and Dusk. All Affairs of the Heart are pondered. Memories adjust through the perspective lens of time. Portals of Pleasure and pain. Times Zones with doors revolving opening into more doors, more rooms, secret chambers waiting to be explored.