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[title] => My Imagination
[time] => 2002-09-06 12:08:59
[hometext] => This is a poem about an experience I had where I became lost in my own thoughts.
Everytime I read it I think about some different aspect of it. I don't know if it has any real meaning. It is philosophy and subconscious but I do not understand eternity except in symbols. In no way can we draw a picture of it, but we can try. [bodytext] => There is a dream from which no one may awake. For what music may arouse during one beat of the bell. five beats. five o'clock. And in five distict tolls the sound is no more, but the day is now over and the sun sets. As the sun goes the light is darker and the sun is rising. I sleep awake and rise each day, I rise higher each morning and sleep is in reality waiting. But how many times does the clock strike five, and how many dreams must fly off with each closing of the eyelids, the lids of eternity. For they close over a shadow depth and seal night and day. How many times may we break twigs and snap off a completed spiral; never ending but always breaking. I guessed that reality and unreality could join. In my hopes the day gets brighter, and darkness is day. Where are we? And is there any point in symbolizing eternity, for we are lost in it. What lost part of the brain dreams? What games are played to keep us? What wall can be broken for no walls are seen? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 40 [informant] => heavenly [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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