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Dream Boxes

The box of sparkly dreams sends out its streams to each of us in visions of reality to take the place of our own real dreams, and to suck out the art and creativity that we all possess and substitute other's imaginations, convenient, for free. We can laugh, we can cry, without bothers. In time we live by command and decree and are so docile and compliant that we listen to commercials that intervene one on top of another in a chaotic jiffy of images, collages making serene the knowledge that this is what life represents as bombs drop and mothers far, sing laments.

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