Sleeping

The mind is empty

After being filled

With dreams

Projected shadows

Of desires and hope

Fills our mind

Before the morning

Clears the scene

Only leaving only

Memories behind

Dreams

When we are young

We create a fantasy

For how our future

Should become

The older we get

The less hope we

Have if that dreams

Hasn’t come even close

To any realization

We become trapped by other

People’s dream and the eventually

Consume us

And we are lost of track…

To Catch The Ball

I forgot the ball while

Being trapped by my own mind

Moving around in small circles

I have no answer

And didn’t see the ball coming

Since I don’t even know

The very question

Eventually I caught the ball

And scored a goal

Fantastic Vision

One night I dreamt that

Every human was free

Each one living in their own tree

A small treehouse for each one of us

In a green utopia

But I woke up in the desert

Cold and frozen

The trees had left

For a better forest

And I just walked around

N absolute horror

Vague

There are many forms of nightmares

Some of them visible in full daylight

Tired of not sleeping

Being awake and having vague

Foreboding of something

Much more sinister

But the reality is ambiguous

Hard to interpret a deeper

Understanding

On Magic

Magic is a strange thing

Working best in

Your dreams

Reality is another thing

Making the options

More limited

Flying is very hard to do

As well as moving rocks

By the mind

Or using telepathy

(A telephone works

Much better)

However reality remains

The dreams always evaporate

Continuity is the most powerful

Illusion of reality

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