Infallible in every integral way
The heart continues to strike the chest away
A lost confusion burns down eyes that wept
Burdens weighing down the backs of them who slept
They lift then,
lifting and lifting higher to celestial bodies.
The dream is created as I walk within it.
People popping into being,
Landscapes in isolinear generation,
Structures forever on endless hills.
The narrow path travels onward,
The scheme to stay is given up...
"Open your eyes, and return to Reality."
[22:32|11.12.011] ©c.thomas.carter
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