Futurus Integer...

You know how when your dreaming you often try to pull a fast one on your assailants, the ones that are always chasing you, you use smooth talk, disguises, and the oh so clever hiding, and ducking out of site. Hoping they'll run right past you, but it never works out that way does it. Their always one step ahead of you as if even your train of thought is open to them.They know your every move and as soon as you stop running that's it, its over, you loose. Your defeated. Dreams aren't like movies. If they were maybe we'd win once in a while. It's not your dreams fault, It's yours you give your mind the power and it encompasses you. Sometimes I think that dreams are closer to reality then actual reality. The book is a sum of poems both happy and dark written throughout the many trials of the authors life