D...

D. walks across the bridge into fragmented dream. He finds nothing there accept empty symbols vestiges to token ego. He pulls out his camera to record the experience finding mostly a world gone dead. Once in awhile, however, he does find great beauty and tenderness. These are always special moments. IN deconstructing the dream, he poses a untiy to bridge the distance between us. These are fancy words such as Lorca, Lorca, Lorca not many would understand the significance of that nor would they care to..