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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Tangibly Uncondensed at 7:10
[time] => 2003-04-30 21:25:00
[hometext] => i dont know what to tell you about this one, you tell me,
[bodytext] => The misty substance condenses
My eyes focus its lenses. A dream, oh so very much I want It’s epiphany to me even greater than any teaching of Kant. Standing in front of me is reality-behold! Taunting me to cross the threshold. I find myself surprisingly cool, calm, collected. I’m frozen, leaving my dream momentarily neglected. I cannot believe it’s standing right there Surreal, but real, down to the last hair. I am succumb in a delirium of agony and joy Thought struck” Finally, I am a lucky boy!” The reality of my dream is teasing Telling me to join it, sounds incredibly pleasing But for some reason as I walk, I stop. Motionless I mused the fact I reached the elated top. I marvel at my dream Suddenly, it’s sullen, it seems. The dream is pointing its wrist, and a tick tocking clock appears from the sky My Dream’s tangible reality starts to say “ bye”. I’m baffled-The door is closing! What is the universe imposing!? I run frantically after the closing door. I run and run, but time seems to slow me down, and I run no more. My dreams are running away from me I don’t why, I don’t see Perhaps I am blind betwixt truth and lies in mind. I get on my knees and cry! I hold my hands to the sky and ask why? The Universe responded , dying, and said” you wasted too much time standing still” And now you know the walking proof to a cosmic bill. Beaten on the ground , to whatever, I beg And in the midst, a spastic kicking starts at my leg The tick tock of a clock descends from the sky again And the alarm clock rings-its 7:10. Maybe it was just a lesson. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 270 [topic] => 46 [informant] => stateofgray [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => didactic )
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