Poem : 1
Part 1
the astral plane beckons,
it's time for dreams to be born,
lay down conscious,
submit to my birth
for you to will witness my death.
The dream state ends with the
dawning of the conscious mind.
like a cradle rocking gently
close by, your dormant mother
a breeze, a crescendo of whispers
'til a seasons rage struck you from your haven
a journey begins,  a sleepless errand
'til satisfied you've seen the ripened world
you lie and swoon to death.
a never ending pathway through time and space,
can only go forward, can never reverse
leading each era in an endless collection,
of lives for which we have no recollection.
the end of one is the start of many
destined to travel on into infinity.
Shane Kelly
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closed eye:  rapid eye moment for a 
few seconds. ie. eyelid flickers 

secs. 2 
frames.120

eye opens suddenly 
-(twitches for a bit etc.)! 

secs.2

camera passes through the eye 
-(into spacey sequence)! 

secs.2

 
 
 
figure floats through astral plane and generally that sort of thing. 

secs.5

close up on star reveals it to be a large bug. 

secs.5

head pops off and becomes a small alien craft. 

secs.5

 
 
head flies around for some time 
-(passing various space debris which I have not drawn for special labour saving reasons) ! 

secs.4

head crashes into figure and they both explode.! 

secs.3

balls fly off 

secs.2



camera follows flight path of one ball 

secs.2

camera zooms in on ball. 

secs.3

close up on ball and it becomes an eye 

secs.1



pupil becomes jaggy and tree-like. 
-(kind of)! 

secs.3

pupil expands and morphs into plan view of tree. 

secs.3

camera tilts down to show tree growing from eye. 

secs.5



camera zoooms in on tree. 

secs.5

focus on a single leaf 
-(to link with myhalls) 

secs.4

the end 

secs.2


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