"Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds." -J. Robert Oppenheimer, scientific director of the Manhattan Project, quoting the Bhagavad Gita.
This post falls into a long unused category, that of Dreams. By that, I do not mean objectives to be achieved, however impossible, or hallucinations brought on as a result of many a severe blow to the cranium. I refer instead to the flights of fancy experienced in that state which scientists blandly term Rapid Eye Movement.
Note: This is another post from my stockpile (which is running thin at the moment) of unpublished posts- can't post anything fresh out of my head right now, as I have a referral exam which I absolutely must pass... not to mention that I've been delaying revision due to the inescapable gravitational pull of Monster Hunter Portable 2G. Anyway, I'll be free sometime, say, early November.