Spiral rainbow


I am sitting in that makeshift cinema in Schull during the film festival watching some of these short films, submitted by hurt dreamers, and I see snapshots of my own past, some of them almost completely forgotten. How did they know, how did I know, when I went inside into the darkness of the projection room without knowing that I was meant to reflect on these fleeting illusions filled with joy and painfully pulsating life and wild passion.