Words pour out of me like water from a fresh crack in the earth.
My streams become rivers and flow into poetry.
Wednesday 20 January 2010
Thursday 7 January 2010
Have you ever had a dream that you didn’t want to wake up from?
My life is defined by that moment. Ever since I was young I was Dreaming, drifting through the ether, fantasizing about all the impossible, possibilities of life. But as is the nature of Dreams mine was constantly changing, never in a fixed state of certainty. Until one day all the Dreams came together and birthed one single fantasy, one single vision of life, one desired impossibility. And from this Dream I refused to wake.
But the world is a wonderfully crafted distraction, created to keep us alert and fearful of Dreaming.
‘Wake up and smell the coffee!’ ‘Get a job!’ ‘Get a mortgage’ ‘You’re not married yet?’ ‘Isn’t it time you thought about having kids’ ‘Are you still chasing that silly Dream?’
Dreams are random, spontaneous and free. Reality is order, structure and control. Only a few chase the Dream and allow it to take them to new unimagined places, but the majority are afraid. Afraid of the Dream's deviant and rebellious nature, afraid everyone will see and label them with unwanted titles. So instead they embrace all the wonderful distractions in an attempt to drown out the Dream's voice and beat it back into subconsciousness.
Me, I could never do this. I live everyday fighting off the distractions, attempting to slumber... and I Dream! I Dream to loss myself, to fall submerged in the fantasy of my desires, until one day I fall so deep that my Dream becomes my reality and I walk through your world like a conscious sleep walker. My former subconscious now my conscious, no longer beaten back or distracted, I walk contently through the fantasy that has now become my existence.
Only a fool Dreams with the desire to sleep forever. A wise man brings his Dream into reality and therefore makes reality his Dream.
~E~
But the world is a wonderfully crafted distraction, created to keep us alert and fearful of Dreaming.
‘Wake up and smell the coffee!’ ‘Get a job!’ ‘Get a mortgage’ ‘You’re not married yet?’ ‘Isn’t it time you thought about having kids’ ‘Are you still chasing that silly Dream?’
Dreams are random, spontaneous and free. Reality is order, structure and control. Only a few chase the Dream and allow it to take them to new unimagined places, but the majority are afraid. Afraid of the Dream's deviant and rebellious nature, afraid everyone will see and label them with unwanted titles. So instead they embrace all the wonderful distractions in an attempt to drown out the Dream's voice and beat it back into subconsciousness.
Me, I could never do this. I live everyday fighting off the distractions, attempting to slumber... and I Dream! I Dream to loss myself, to fall submerged in the fantasy of my desires, until one day I fall so deep that my Dream becomes my reality and I walk through your world like a conscious sleep walker. My former subconscious now my conscious, no longer beaten back or distracted, I walk contently through the fantasy that has now become my existence.
Only a fool Dreams with the desire to sleep forever. A wise man brings his Dream into reality and therefore makes reality his Dream.
~E~
Monday 4 January 2010
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