Mission control we are entering the dark side of the moon, silence is imminently pressed upon us by the gravity of our situations,  passengers on the night train, hoping we will get to where we are going, staggered in rows so not to interfere with the dreaming of others, stuck in lives we wished we had lived, left-behind in shoes we could never fill, the lighting inside creates an atmosphere of tensive investigation, as if the train is questioning are very existence, wondering why we are here riding the rails at such an hour, as the conductor rounds the face of the moon pulling to a sudden halt, the dreamers awaken to find their never was a shoe or a foot to fill it, only an idea they had manifested of themselves within a dream while sleeping on a train.

– Josh Fleming 


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