Teleeclectic: Mural For Dreams In The South Bronx And Other Planes Of Existence In The Universe

In The South Bronx, when I was a boy who wanted to earn an NYPD gold shield, I followed footprints in snow that lead me to the home of Where The Wild Things Are.

Write what you know, Danny, advised Ms Raesade, beloved 6^th grade English teacher who believed I would write The Great American Novel. I know The Hunt’s Point Public Library was my Fortress of Solitude and The Bat Cave to boot up ideas.

In spite of having Patience and Fortitude, I got tired of waiting for Super Man.

I wanted to go where no one has ever gone before. I wanted to be a science officer to make computers talk. I found a book called From Sand Tables To Electronic Brains.

I recall this because of a photographic memory in childhood enhanced by gifted ones.

Imagination is more important than knowledge, Albert Einstein wrote to me in this mansion of geniuses that made me feel like Richie Rich in The South Bronx

I have a dream for The City That Never Sleeps.

I dreamt of Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor reading from her book from her hometown libraries to inspire future dreamers with homework on Earth as I figured how to do my homework on creating a tour book to draw tourists to The South Bronx. To quote Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O’Connor, no one gets a dream done alone.

That applies to a former South Bronx resident who wrote We, The People in 1776.

I’ve been around like The Man In Black sang. I was a US Marshal or Lone Ranger

Reckon its high noon to serve this here NYPL warrant for arrested development.

Book them, Dano. Poetic Justice writes again on sunset of centuries and sunrise

Once upon a time at The Public Library, the boy I was found A Winkle In Time.

Know the past. Just never repeat bad things in history again. Find the future.

This has been a mural of words for dreams and other planes of existence.

I died in The South Bronx of America and went to Google Heaven

Thanks for sharpening super visions, NYPL.

It’s my time to make you see.

See book. Read movie

Hope sequel’s better