Once upon a millennium, the boy I was carried Ann Frank in
his arms as shadows of burnt out buildings and bullies fell over us in The
South Bronx of America. I had dreams for
the city that never sleeps and The Public Library, my childhood fortress of
solitude.
The boy I was reported for duty as science officer of The
USS Escapism
In 2013, in the inner reaches of cyberspace, let’s see
what’s out there
Let’s make First Contact with intelligent life.
It should be fun.
Orinoco Flow sung by Celtic Woman
Danny Aponte Advancing Dreamers
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