While I am certainly not an educated scholar of the mind, I do believe in the power of dreams, be it while I am awake or while I am sleep. I do prescribe to the idea that "thoughts become things".
"I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?"
~John Lennon
Dream - Verb. /drem/
contemplate the possibility of doing something; something might be the case
Last night, I dreamed I was in Lagos
Free, living inside the city dump
Living inside a shack with scrap metal and wood walls, a tarp and rusted Yugo hood ceiling
A floor made of Earth
A bed made of Earth
Had swapped out my 1000ct thread sheets for mosquito netting
Traded my ergonomic pillow for arms crossed behind head
Exchanged my CD of sleepy time sound-scapes for... sound-scapes.
I was one of 16million souls with a collective purpose.
I awoke this morning wanting to live...
Live in a village not in a neighborhood
Wanting to live with people who stomp their feet and clap their hands simply b/c it is Thursday
Celebrate daily b/c it the only logical thing to do with the limitless energy that vibrates through our flesh
Inhabit a space where card board and copper are the only currency needed
where the exchange of goods and services trump a complicated and selfish financial system that leaves everyone wanting more and appreciating less
A place where the phrase "your moneys no good here" really means your money is no good here
Live In a place where time doesn't stand still but doesn't dictate the pace
I awoke this morning ready to start living and stop dying.
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