I don't believe necessarily that some psychics can predict the future but rather that they are remembering the past.

Escaping Reality is my reality. For the world of Fantasy is more real to me then reality itself.

What if the "real" world is the dream and when we sleep we truly awaken, if only but an instant, to a world we were meant to exist in...

I cry blood and sweat tears
from the constant flood of all my Fears.

What is it about the Darkness that feels so safe?
I believe it's because in the dark we are all on a level playing field.

I believe that existence is cyclical and that De-ja vu is proof that we are remembering what we have already lived.

As darkness overcomes me and i struggle for a glimmer of light a small tiny spark appears in the distance and helps me escape the grip of the suffocating dark. The darkness recedes and waits for the tide to come back again and drown me in its wave...