i had a dream in nowhere land, breathing:moving on streets circling with hordes of people; unstable meanderings of mind, taste, position, language! i have money here; six$ in a dirty-bag-pocket to buy a bitof coffee at the fabulously huge, yet necessary coffee bar. And this is salvation, Praise again wandering cobbled streets, watching as bike rides dive off a 2storie --- one made it on a tall bike --- tw0 didn't on short bikes ---- What is a dream, similar to tv? except i am in person though doing quite nothing, shall i remember THIS, that existence of ability w/ action... |
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