What dreams may come

"Our revels are now ended. These our actors (As I fortold you) were all spirits, and are melted into air, into thin air, And like the baseless fabric of this vision / And like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep. " -The Tempest VI.i.148 -158

Dreams, once inhabited, can lead down the siren-caressing corridors of self-deception. This is a vision impaired but unaware of its own ellusion from the facts. Shakespeare, W.H. Auden and T.S. Elioit, were artistically aware of this psychological process; they emphatically “fleshed out” this fallacy in their literary works. The Tempest, The Sea and the Mirror, and The Wasteland, all attempt to define the difference between illusion and reality. Shakespeare’s The Tempest explores this perceptual problem in the context of the theatre and a mystical island. The diametric “real” opposites are the audience and the city of Milan.

MY DREAM: Ariel was not present, but there was an ethereal quality to my last dream where I was in Las Vegas with my family, we robbed a bank, we were trying to escape in the getaway car...and then I was killed by a girl with a gun. This is Ocean's 11 gone wrong.