Imagine, just for a moment, that you are transported back to the summer of 1993, the sun is beating against you, all the problems in the world are fast evaporating…
A dark force of pressure pushed him deep into the ground, through the rainbow coloured soil, swimming like a butterfly, spinning, eyes wide, twisting, strobe light eyes blinking.
Do you like feeling good? Who doesn't? Well, maybe Luke Skywalker in the Last Jedi, he seemed to be very content to wallow in his own misery, bitterly sipping unpasteurised blue milk from the teat of a space cow.
The fire flickers, illuminating the faceless figures, a serpent dances to the sound of the flames, gently swaying from side to side. Protecting, watching, ready to serve
