And now I understand something so frightening, and wonderful — how the mind clings to the road it knows, rushing through crossroads, sticking like lint to the familiar.


"Robert Schumann" - Dream Work (1986)


And now I understand something so frightening, and wonderful — how the mind clings to the road it knows, rushing through crossroads, sticking like...

And now I understand something so frightening, and wonderful — how the mind clings to the road it knows, rushing through crossroads, sticking like...

And now I understand something so frightening, and wonderful — how the mind clings to the road it knows, rushing through crossroads, sticking like...

And now I understand something so frightening, and wonderful — how the mind clings to the road it knows, rushing through crossroads, sticking like...