| Author | Message | ||
     Lambd "Cyniquian" Level Poster Username: Lambd Post Number: 345 Registered: 01-2004 Rating: |
As I slept, I dreamt of waking In a field of grass and dandelions. On those dandelions were bees. On those bees were huge brass wings. On those wings were chairs of glass. On those chairs were strands of hairs. On those hairs were rubber bands. The bands were made of stretched whale blubber. I walked across the blades of grass. I climbed the sturdy dandelion. I boarded the giant bumble bee. And sat in the clear, glass chair. I strapped myself in with the hair and blubber. And flew to a state that had no name. I landed in a city that no one knew. And woke up in a bed that was not my own. Still asleep, as I lie awake, I was terrified to think that my own curiosity and lust for adventure had brought me to this sorry state. And so I remain. Motionless. Not knowing where I am or how I got here. Is my reality a fantasy, or is my fantasy a dream? | ||
| Cynique "Cyniquian" Level Poster Username: Cynique Post Number: 1031 Registered: 01-2004 Rating: N/A |
"All that we see or seem, is just a dream within a dream." | ||
| A_womon "Cyniquian" Level Poster Username: A_womon Post Number: 495 Registered: 05-2004 Rating: N/A |
I dreamed a dream that was me but now that dream is gone away from me... WOW you just keep on doin it don't you lamb? | ||
| Sisg AALBC .com Platinum Poster Username: Sisg Post Number: 90 Registered: 01-2004 Rating: N/A |
I dreamed a dream of reality...of life, of love, of what was meant to be... A dream, a wish, a wannabee, don't matter to me...it's all good and sweet and lush, plush, it has to be...where dreams live, where reality intersects, where hope abides...that's where I'll be. | ||
| Watastar Newbie Poster Username: Watastar Post Number: 25 Registered: 07-2004 Rating: N/A |
Lambd, that was so nice! And, not to be follow fashion, but I just could not break up the flow so.. "Hey, You remember "Row,row,row your boat gently down the stream.Merrily,merrily,merrily; Life is but a dream."? You spend your whole life believin' it's just some little kiddy song But when you finally wake up AKA die/transcend it's too late to realize it was much more than some little kiddy song; it was a spirit's manual to this reality." |
