I am dreaming
As I march through a life riddled with riddles, I see little worth belittling, each a master in some form, or else waiting to implode. What started as a way to release and expunge became an obsession to pore over. A lifetime of unexplained images slowly seep through my dreams in cycles. All I hear I see. All I know I see. Control and Meaning are not my end. I provide, you decide. See your own version of every experience. Float down.