Last time I heard them, I had a nightmare.
Everynight we go to sleep not knowing what dreams we are to dream.
If we could choose them - like flavors at an ice cream store - would anybody have bad ones?
We float and glide through these pools of unconscience.
Some burning hot and some dead cold.
Some bring their dreams out into the day.
Some say daydreaming is useless.
I believe most dreams are worth looking into.
They show us our everyday dares and desires.
What makes us afraid.
Both happiness and anxiety become motives of our daily life.
Underground motors hidden beneath our hair and skin.
Let the dreams talk.
They don't lie.
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