I can dream. I can dream real hard. Quite firmly in fact.
I can dream of a place with sex and logic.
I fantasize of a land without fear or admonishment.
a land with words like justness, nature, love... you know, cool things like that
a place without splintering falsities, misled youth, or fox news
a beautiful state of existence that comes with knowledge, peace, and passion
Of course there will be bitter sadness, coy denial, or shaky trepidation or social stratification
Tears are to be expected, if not for appreciation of the purity around us, then for the rattlesnake bites and broken hearts.
And when we are fed the filtered light from our melancholic liquid lenses,
we will see we are no worse for our boding,
at least, no worse than the otherwise forbearing panic, you know the kind that comes when you imagine items of human conjuring such as eternity
But for now, I live in the reality, while dreaming the dream. I must tinker with ideas such as "am I consuming enough alcohol to remain socially coherent?" I must be bothered by the sweaty leg resting on mine, before I gently kick it off. I must recite idle motivational phrases in the mirror just to eat a meal. I have to get up.
I have to exude and subsequently reabsorb my malevolency towards my own circadian rhythms. I have to sculpt, endorse, and reinforce my modified environment to be conducive to my expectations. I have to forcibly ignite a combustive galvanization of my posterior talents. I have to light a fire up under my own ass. I have to write down shopping lists.
All the while, I must enjoy myself thoroughly with a deep appreciation for the qualities of the present. If I don't, then I'm just vicariously cheating the dreams of a peasant, who sleeps on splintered wood for a chance to farm pheasants, but dreams of much more, while it waits at my door. It doesn't bother me that much. I guess I've got a lot in my cup, which kinda sorta maybe ought to rub off some guts, but every time I go to sleep and get myself to shut up, I see a vision of a question beyond my eyes that lights up.
I can dream, but can I wake up?
