just some recurrent dream he often endeavored on nightly, dream-state wild journeys into tumultuous, bizarre, menacing and diabolical worlds. often bearing a gossamer veil and vibrant colored trees, grass, hills and rock formations sat behind as if waiting to burst through. studded edifices. malevolent characters lurked and meandered through oblique, asymmetrical terraces, tunnels and foyers. and the propensity for assault and opposition was always present. all symbolic revealing a similar concept: no matter how he strove to convince others, change tact, fight back, put some semblance of order into the 10-year chaotic, epic rollercoaster ride - he was thwarted, unable, stymied, and ultimately cast back into a relentless caldron of inertia. -michael j tino 2006 back