@maddison hello mr maddison.  the fuzzy images you speak off.  the gaseous nebula in your mind. the birth place of stars. thanks to the gods its different for all.  the friction between these differences heats the boiling pot of debate from which arises a  commonality,  and unlike the hive mind allows us the choice of perception.  i opted to view what i read like a book, that is why you are mr madison,...  'micheal madison' ,  the actor...  a fantasy,  attached to a paintings recalled from my archives,  im autistic... so i guess each of us does,  uses,  what ever it takes to assimilate...relate...find our place and meaning.  your words are never boring. the space between each word will forever have me theorizing about where the author's head is really at.  its not for me to get it, its for me to enjoy it.  like a musical pause,  its a space to imagine.  i like opaque glass.  distorts the faces of the gargoyles to what ever can heal or help you.   a toast to the imaginarium . tonys moon base one