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I dreamt of an artistic revolution. A world redesigned by emotion. If I could live in my dreams, if I could make my home beneath my eyelids, soaring through the endless figments and impossibilities, I would. Not some sort of imaginary place – some intangible fairyland, unapproachable with any convention or structure – merely a world with a different set of rules. A place where each living thing can depend on spontaneity; where chaos is probable but probability itself is unstable and immeasurable. Heaven and hell entwined, balanced and interlaced into a true paradise. Can you picture it? A place where the inexplicable and the explicable clash and mesh. Magic meets technology. Imagination meets reality. Passion and creativity become virtue. A place where people themselves can fly instead of drive, yet they prefer to walk. Where I might stroll hand in hand with a loved one in the middle of the street, haloed by a bright turquoise sunset – while the abandoned and crumpled carcasses of the forgotten automobile lay mashed and strewn across the sidewalks – overgrown by freshly budding roses.

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