Dreams

Are symbolic unto yourself.



They're the only place you can be truly honest with your own person.



This world is a world bent for destruction, a world of sin and chaos.



In dreams it is you alone, and events of influence.



They alter depending on your true perception of what is happening, or what happened.



Until recently, I haven't dreamt or remembered a dream in over a year.



I was fine with who i was, I didn't need any confirmation cause I've always been honest with myself.



My dreams show me now what i seek, what i really long for.



I would be ridiculed just because of my present situation, so I will not express these with you.

"Some things in life never stop. The cycle of water never stops flowing through the air and clouds and ground. The stars and planets never stop spinning around the sun. The wind never stops blowing, it just goes somewhere else. These things, we know these things just happen. There's no logic, no rhyme or reason, it just goes somewhere else. And just like the stars are constantly in motion and the wind just changes where it decides to dance, my love for you will never stop growing. It is one of the strange mysterious facts of life that can't quite be explained, but nonetheless, you have to just accept it and put your faith into it. I love you, and I always will........ I know we each have our own 'wind' that chooses to dance for a certain time or to a place, but know this; wherever our winds take us, gentle breezes or tornados that try to destroy our lives together, I refuse to give up. I won't let go."

This is one of my driving forces, it influences me and my dreams. And now you know, let the ridicule, and pain begin.... again.

I'll float by on the tranquil planes, as I watch the tornado come and destroy. I will no longer jump in its path, for in that I will change. I will give up, I will no longer persue my dreams, hopes, or ambitions. That is not my nature, so I will sit, and watch, and just hope other winds i know haven't been dragged into this vortex of torture and deception.

Maybe their dreams will tell them where they are, for if they live off the perceptions of other people, they will be destroyed without awareness.

Thunderstorms on the radio, we still sleep soundly.