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Plugged-in.
We dream
And when we awake
our dream was practice for
the ozone of our consciousness
so as to preserve our personal oxygen
from the voluminous space which is all things
beyond us,
not against us,
just so far beyond,
that to try and breathe it,
would crush us.
So we return in the darkness of night,
or the light of space (which is darkness),
and we dream of all the things we want
to tell the greater world around us.
Our consciousness is like a dream,
because that is how we recuperate the strength
to persist
to exist
to insist
to coexist
to list (things which we do that end in -ist)
Here you are now...
plugged in to your dream.