Dreams
~RLS

Absorbed with inner peace in that moment where awareness slips into the subconscious,
I soon lie in motionless amazement of what I now perceive, not knowing if my observations are real or imagined.

Unrelated images merge into disassociated stories that soon become a blend of real and imagined moments that become my perceived existence.

A play where I am both the actor and the audience simultaneously, not unlike the attribute of two opposite states being both true and false concurrently at the smallest levels of existence in the quantum world.

Thoughts and sites of insanity somehow become perceptions of logical links that seem true.

A temporary moment in time is created, where the brain’s schema that makes our reality becomes secondary to its playfulness.

How strange…all of this madness occurs with my eyes closed, even though it appears I am seeing the events unfold.

Does this oddity portend a deeper meaning beyond our understanding, or is its meaning inconsequential?

I don’t know the answer to its meaning, but simply look forward to my next play.


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