I remember the first time my mother put the VHS tape in the player. The CRT television starting emitting the colorful lights into my retina. I remember the rush clearly moving from my eye's all the way down to my heart. Followed by an explosion of euphoria into the rest of my body. That's when my body started it's addiction to moving pictures. And to this day, where the world is in a constant flux of war, hunger, famine and disappointment. My heart and mind still escapes into the depth of my body's atoms when the colorful lights hit my retina. That's the power of cinema.