With all our joys before us like a land of dreams…
But also, deeper within, he feared the cost of all this; he
it, as he knew thewind through fields of barley back in his home-lands.
; the illusions of control that was living and breathing.
If only the technology was ready now
.Without it, the cost would be their time and their youth and, potentially, theirtenuous friendship itself, dependent as it was on the present … in this real cityinside the walls, and less on any shared future…..He’d walked on. Dreaming forwards. How he’d dreamed for a configuration tofocus it away; to surrender his complexity
. But it lay locked and urgent in hisintroverted character, outlines seeking the long task of colouring to come.
His restless passion and its need for glory stirred within; his need to achieve,mixing with his fear and inexperience, of what he was and what he would be ableto do here, amidst the distractions of reality. It was a vicious, discontented circleof powerless, powerful youth.
Now is the winter of our discontent….
He’d dug his hands into deep pockets of his thick coat. On that night in anortherly part of England he’d completed a half tour along the crumbling stone,before turning back. The walls had once been raised in fortification againstattack, and just as it provided such protection for the inhabitants, it also held fourgateways, permitting access to its sanctuary.A stranger huddled past him, and they exchanged a fleeting assessment of oneother – she, a mirror of his own furtive youth - before they hurriedly looked away.
Who are you behind your eyes? Do you and I share similar dreams?
Hedescended near the North gate and made his way down the empty road.
For so long have we been confined by space….and distance …Just to be knownand with power in a normal life; a simple life
…..Such were his thoughts. But first, he would face himself, and Time, five yearslater, connected deep into the London web-world, where his destiny would findhim and change him, immeasurably. For he would ‘meet’ someone, the person tohelp him break the circle; to breach the walls in his nature in a transcendence of the reality that had constructed them.