April 28th, 2008 by Administrator

It is an age where whims and needs mingle in euphoric dance to satisfy the passion of desire.

Image: a 20-year-old male sits in a black leather chair, looking out his panoramic view of the city through a window that touches the floor. The pronounced beat of the bass thuds methodically from behind him through LCD speakers with single blue lights, gleaming elegance. The doors open and enters his girlfriend, placing the solitary car key down on a granite counter. He slides his arms around her and kisses her briefly, but strongly, his biceps squeezing her sides. Image stop.

This life is a dream, distanced only by a single click. Life is not what becomes of you, it is not what happens; life is what you make it. The average life expectancy is less than 90 years old. What proportion have you already expended? Too much. The time to live is now, because tomorrow and tomorrow are fleeting moments that if not grasped will fade away.

How will you fulfil your dream? Try this. A Digital Camera to capture the memories you share with friends - of nights on city streets, with heat and happy sweat. Picture a laugh, head thrown back, hair blowing in the wind. Click. An Mp3 Player to bring the beat of parties through your dreary day, until the night springs up again, and you can live. Click. A notebook to power through the net, to watch, to know, to see.

When you decide: to live to dream, to die perchance to live - to grasp a single moment in perpetual exuberance. We’ll be there, so you can be the best.