Dreams dreams, and dreams. Swaying palm trees and dancing spaceship rockets. Dreams are all the rage these days. A strange interconnection amongst us all.
Last night I had a dream where the gatekeeper repeatedly said “at Milan, turn left”. In my dream, I did not reach Milan. Although, I don’t really know at which Milan I was to turn left. I looked forward to reaching said place and seeing what came thereafter. The destination just being one part of the journey and adventure.
Categories: Culture, identity, mental health, Psychology, society
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Oh Lord i Will Relate
‘They’ Asked me What
Would i Like For my Last
Supper in the Dream
Before the End and
i Said Don’t Stop
In Milan
That
Painting
Is Just So OLD
In Hell i Dreamed
Of A House That Turned
into a Mansion With Many
Rooms And Extending Buildings
A Forest And A Distant Creek of
Paradise Was Included i Yelled
Let’s Go
THeRE
iN Hell
And Lorde
Here i AM
With All This
Free Solar Power..:)
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