In the year 2007, a small few amateurs
gathered their efforts to establish an ideal
sanctuary in which to practice the arts
that had long inspired them.
Here, past and future were present
in the primordial tradition of uncanny words,
images, dreams and illusions that, for some,
were as familiar and inescapable in life as
the mundane trappings of physical perception.
Suspended between these separate realities,
custodians of the artistic asylum
broke the middle ground and drew the first lines
of a forbidden city that could never be, and thus
could never cease to be. . . .