Finally
my dreams have started up again.
But they’re so lame:
an idiot’s dreams.
Anyone could envision these things.
Two nights ago, I dreamed
a mundane occurrence that had already occurred.
What does that confirm?
Is there some sort of secret
lesson to learn by living
the most boring moment
2x?
Like the Virtue of Patience?
Or a Quarry of Mirth?
All I can say is
I did check to make sure that
said incident had actually
occurred on the Earth.
Check 1 for ‘Reality.’:
the weird ambience of Trash
and trails of lights left over in skies.
These are the inventive highs;
my current dreams
are failing me
miserably.
They are obscuring Prophecy.
(no.) Maybe
I’m just reading
wrong. Like
the first time you
hear your favorite song on your
favorite album, but
it makes no sense
until you’ve heard it a few times.
Let me hear that song a few more times,
and maybe I
can tell you the notes.
Tell you the code to this
Dream-talk:
I know it
by heart/
I need to de-code & process:
this.
Whatever
‘this’
is.
-clw
8-7-17
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