DRACULA (opera erotica)

In contemplation we are all capable of anything ... If we freeze these moments we find ourselves enacting upon every possibility while in the process of deciding whether to fulfill or simply muse. Thus, in this frozen state everything is real.

When one considers that we can dwell in these thoughts for as long as we wish, and the enactment of life is a continuum of micro seconds, reality becomes more the illusion. The fantasy before and the memory after is larger and carries more weight because of the additional time involved