The moment escaped unchallenged.  An unspoken conversation ended, like a door slammed shut on a solicitor, a door to door salesman from another dimension. Trying to sell the good life for a soul. It would seem a temptation so great would've brought a moment of relief.  Confusion unanswered questions and assumption, the figure like a shadow, is created by blocked light. The conversation created by information and choices, open ended seeking resolve. Focusing on a moment, a choice needed now or never.  That moment gone, a memory created from nothing. An imaginary situation set at the boundary of sanity. Any attempt to clarify included the risk of ridicule.  It is known to some as welcoming chaos.


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96