Adventures in Utopia

deepbutter:

We’re all going to die someday, so why not die every day?

Say it is as so and it will be.

what ever you tell the mind it will accept as true.

whatever you think as true you will see.

dream it is as so and you will see.

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There is a spell that has been placed upon mankind

a dream that the masses believe

orchestrated of our own creation

lift yourself from it and you will see.

Opinions and convictions make this world go around, they’ll be the death of us. 

People holding onto ghosts thinking that the harder they clench and hold onto them the stronger they get. 

Ghosts for the stillness, playing life’s game, dripped and covered in the oil of time. 

Ever now and then a dream comes by that’s a bit interesting and really remembered.

I was picking my brother up from some event that was someplace I can’t remember, after a drive or a walk we ended up at some intersection walking for a bit. Out of the gas station that was adjacent to us came a man who looked homeless he walked up to us holding a pizza box. As he get closer he offered the pizza box to me, in my head I remember thinking how I didn’t want this homeless mans pizza box and even if it had pizza in it It wouldn’t be tasty. He leaves us immediately after and we open it up to find  2 actual delicious slices of fresh pizza. As we both start to chow down I look back up for him and I see that either he or another man is sitting at a bus stop holding a flashing neon sign that says “How’s the (in between Japanese characters) Timelessness?) The man I’m still not quite sure if he was a Japanese man or not or if my brain just associated him being Japanese because of the characters he had on his sign sat there smiling at me. I knew what he was asking(in my dream) so while with my face stuffed with the delicious pizza I gave him a big thumbs up and smiled too. A pick-up truck then comes down the street, he gets into the back of it, it busts a U-turn and it drives off all the while he’s looking at me smiling.

Our brains definitely can make something out of nothing but these last dreams have been so interesting it’s hard to look past them as just random mashed together incidents. Plus when I saw the sign, I knew exactly what he was referring to. A question still looms though and it is a question that I can only fancy the thought of it being answered by a mystic or someone of that sort–not by the regular fellow or even a madame with a doctrine in psychology ….

A question posed, can a dream character communicate with you in a dream?

And if so, then that must mean that whether you are awake or asleep that conscious that is tied to you still have the same receptive abilities to tap into things that are and might possibly forever be unknown.

Baby I’m leaving this here place, 

Baby I’m getting gone,

Baby I’m leaving this here place,

and you won’t see me no mo’ .

Baby I don’t love you no more,

Baby our love dun run dry,

Baby I don’t love you no more,

and you won’t hear from me no mo’.

Baby your pure trouble,

Baby you drive me crazy,

Baby your pure trouble,

and you won’t ever know why,

you don’t see me no mo’.