¡COME FOR ME!

COME FOR ME…

Perhaps it's part of our basic nature to drift into a waking dream state

When there are no serious threats on the horizon.

Perhaps that's why the universe is constructed as a dangerous universe -- to keep me awake.

Maybe God felt it was redundant for this creature inside his/her/its dream to be dreaming as well.

If that's the case, the plan is working, my dream is over.

In this dream,

I lived in an invulnerable fortress,

Safe from the misery,

Ignorance,

Jealousy,

Hatred and chaos that surrounded it.

I dreamt that the minutiae of my life was important.

I dreamt that I could make my little plans.

I dreamt that everyone was essentially playing by the same rules.

I dreamt that my dream was reality…

Which is why I feel a strange tinge of gratitude bubbling under my grief, fear and rage.

I'm grateful to be even a little awake.

The way I figure it, this is a miraculous universe, but also a remarkably dangerous one.

Sleepwalking is ill-advised

So to you and yours I say,

 ¡COME FOR ME!

©

iAm~A~ga(Y)-Keeper