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The stuff that dreams are made of

Discussion in 'BoM Blogs' started by Iku-Turso, Sep 17, 2008.

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    Eyes shut and the self shut down, there is no me in dreams. Make it a repetition, make of it what you will, but some thing come to you over and over again. It's all just a little bit of unpersonal and personal history reap-eating, the harvester of pain might visit your dream visions each night, but it is not something that is inflicted on you. I don't see it happening, a dream is not what happens to me. The eye does not see, and I do not have a dream. I am not the best at what I do, and what I don't is not pretty. I am what I do and so are you.

    So when in the night there would be me that might be desperate to find a way out of a fight, pitched against a brainwashed Bruce Lee? He's dead Jim, and been that way, since 1973. A chinese mage, all spite and rage, must've raised him to fight beyond the grave. So now there's me, dodging Lee, on top of a speeding train. There is no truth, no red pill and I don't know kung-fu. But one thing's for certain, I'm not a body-builder, never shot down aster-droids. :borg:

    What a drivel, the idea makes me shiver, that rhymers are demons by default.
    My feelings have nothing to do with me, "to hells with it!", I'm willing to start to scream, and I know: it is, everything's always my fault.

    'nuff with this silliness, some streams of consciousness should never be crossed. :nuts:
     
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