February 2012
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“When I have nothing else, I try to dream the dreams of a child’s...”
– The Road; Cormac McCarthy
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Alpha and Omega
Rolling grass flowed across the horizon lit by the vermilion rays of a dying sun, with shapes of extraordinary proportions and impossibility morphing into existence from the boundless reaches of her mind. Out of nothing, using only her limitless ability to create, a whole universe took shape. At the centre was the genesis of purity. A world of her own laws, void of pain, tyranny and oppression....
