Kill Bill

My favorite dialogue from a favorite movie...

Bill: Mommy is still angry at Daddy.
B.B.: Why?
Bill: Well sweety, I love Mommy, but I did to Mommy what you did to Emilio.
B.B.: You stomped on Mommy?
Bill: Worse. I shot Mommy. Not pretend shoot, like we were just doing. I shot her for real.
B.B.: Why? Did you want to see what would happen?
Bill: No, I knew what would happen to Mommy if I shot her. What I didn't know is, when I shot Mommy, what would happen to me.
B.B.: What happened?
Bill: I was very sad. And that was when I learned, some things, once you do, they can never be undone.

Fly high in the beautiful sky

"The man who has no imagination has no wings"

I always tend to give some picture for my feelings... which people sometimes call weird :)
You may ask, what kind of pictures?
When I am peacefully happy, I see myself swing
sometimes I stand at the summit with my hands open
You see... it feels really good to be weird...

I want my pictures to speak and I want my words to create visions.

Which one of these will be more expressive? Aren't both equally good?

This reminds me of a game called "Eamon Adventure", which I used to play with my brother during my primary school days. There were no graphics used. You can play the game by purely imagining it.

Here is the wiki link for you to ponder through:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eamon_(computer_game)

Gotto go back to find the key to my world of dreams... tata