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All A Dream
you don't know a damn thing
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to
and I like me loving you,
I like the not knowing,
I like the water when it's flowing...
the roots, the grass, and tiny cells
delicate membranes, destruction, and personal hells
patterns of fractals so glorious just grew
in the blues of your eyes
rush of sensing touch, the breath of eternity
heaven have mercy
gifted miracles in a hurry
cold hard comforts
greetings of impermanence
bliss stretching outward towards the sky
running, running, so I can fly
a dream so real it hurts
to even ask why
resisting waking, I sit in-between
ancient burning fault lines
crystallized the cracks and the seams
taking endless lifetimes
distilled in dreams
of loved ones and soulmates
beautiful mistakes- akashic fate
I’m slumbering on an earthquake
of cherished heart break
materialize before my eyes
I am make believing,
truth lost in distant cries
I must be dreaming
to say it is so
(to even think I could know)
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to
and I like me loving you,
I like the not knowing,
I like the water when it's flowing...
the roots, the grass, and tiny cells
delicate membranes, destruction, and personal hells
patterns of fractals so glorious just grew
in the blues of your eyes
rush of sensing touch, the breath of eternity
heaven have mercy
gifted miracles in a hurry
cold hard comforts
greetings of impermanence
bliss stretching outward towards the sky
running, running, so I can fly
a dream so real it hurts
to even ask why
resisting waking, I sit in-between
ancient burning fault lines
crystallized the cracks and the seams
taking endless lifetimes
distilled in dreams
of loved ones and soulmates
beautiful mistakes- akashic fate
I’m slumbering on an earthquake
of cherished heart break
materialize before my eyes
I am make believing,
truth lost in distant cries
I must be dreaming
to say it is so
(to even think I could know)
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