moulding mold

A blazing toungue of fire,
Eyes on a head and nothing else
except Mold on the walls
Dampness in my soul
then..
power struck at midnight
It was a mindless delight

Perhaps you could call it the deepest widest insight.

Dreams, they consume me.
They consume my reality and re-arrange my thoughts
and im left with whispers from dreams past, they say;

"Wishfull thinking, left me sinking into abrriviated bliss"

Does reality mould dreams or do dreams mould reality?
Manifestations happen swiftly in todays era, so manifest well, i say, manifest well.