Dreams entangle and untangle,
Melding a mess of what is, what was,
And whatever will be.
Makes sure and unsure
Between what’s near and what’s far—
A state of certainty and uncertainty.
Hours will pass, years and centuries,
And repeat for eons, repeat for eternity.
Shed your worries and fret not,
Because you shall dive
Into a world without history.
Search not there for holy nor for divine—
You are the god,
All-mighty entity.
Create and destroy all that you want,
Merge with matter and with energy.
In this place, nothing’s strange nor is bizarre—
It’s all just a dream,
And you are dreaming peacefully.
A dance of time and thought — where certainty blurs and shadows weave. Here, creation sleeps entwined with destruction, and the dreamer is both god and dream. Enter, but know: nothing is as it seems.
