I had this dream yesterday...
it was as if the world was one huge building with only hall ways,
no rooms...
and everyone was racing through these hallways in a stampede
going nowhere...
complete and utter chaos, no one had morals
adults trampled over children to get ahead
and nothing
made any sense
a piece of candy could do crazy things
and anything you imagined was real
and the world's existence itself
was fathomed up by my subconscious mind
which leads me to believe that the actual world
was the dream itself
this dream is definitely a metaphor that my sleeping brain wrote
a poem called a dream
using a pen dipped
in my perception of reality
Apr 23, 2011
Apr 23, 2011 at 10:35 AM UTC
I had this dream yesterday...
it was as if the world was one huge building with only hall ways,
no rooms...
and everyone was racing through these hallways in a stampede
going nowhere...
complete and utter chaos, no one had morals
adults trampled over children to get ahead
and nothing
made any sense
a piece of candy could do crazy things
and anything you imagined was real
and the world's existence itself
was fathomed up by my subconscious mind
which leads me to believe that the actual world
was the dream itself
this dream is definitely a metaphor that my sleeping brain wrote
a poem called a dream
using a pen dipped
in my perception of reality
1/3/2011 Samir Shahrestan
*This is a true story... the poem here was the dream itself- From A Silent Cryptic Basement
