| = Dream on... | Mihail Velcescu [27.Nov.03 05:18] |
| A bit of an Edgar Allan Poe, but more on the romantic side is what I trust this poem sounds like... Whereas the scent it has... true : loneliness and the blissful dream. Dreams are indeed a refuge for most, for the lonely, for the traveller to distant realms. It is one of the few ways humans can be truthful to themselves. The uncontrolled flow of sentience... no more boundaries of reason, no more interferences from the 'outside'. While the reason... the mind prefers to doze off... it leaves a chain-free soul to dream. The state of dreaming is one of being in my own estimation... It's a state of existance for the living spirit. A higher entity that guides our own order... The part of us that feels. In and within dreams you can nearly hear that clock ringing... | |