The circularity of dreams is untouchable. Alive, yet blurry from hindsight. Empty wheelchair. Flattened, broad, and extended spiral staircases. Repetitions. Endless racing footsteps. School. Strange entity. Mind’s eyes. Mindless prefrontal cortex. Dropping celling. Dimmed corridor. Dusty air. Chalkboard grey pixels... Antique bicycles flavored. Hurrying to the Exit. Bittersweet. Calm heart. Brighten the crack of the cave… Vivid. Dreams are the constant shelter of transmittable ultra-consciousness. A fragile web that unearths what was the core searching for——a lost dream and an untamable monologue.

The Cranberries – Dreams (Official Music Video)

“Oh, my life is changing everyday
In every possible way
And my dreams it’s never quiet as it seems
Never quiet as it seems

I know I’ve felt like this before
But now I’m feeling it even more
Because it came from you
And then I open up and see
The person falling here is me
A different way to be

I want more, impossible to ignore
Impossible to ignore
And they’ll come true, impossible not to do
Impossible not to do

And now I tell you openly
You have my heart so don’t hurt me
You’re what I couldn’t find
A totally amazing mind
So understanding and so kind
You’re everything to me

Oh, my life is changing every day
In every possible way
And my dreams it’s never quiet as it seems
‘Cause you’re a dream to me, dream to me”

header photo by Rose @Balexert, Les Avanchets, CH

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