Waking to a dream, entering the ethereal
Gazing, wide awake in the world of the sleeping
Clear definitions of dream versus
reality shatters
Parts of a whole, forming the existential weave
Twins of the origin
Soaring past the gates built by a
thousand fever dreams
Entering the halls, constructed by the collective subconsciousness
This palace everchanging, adjusting and
breathing through our thoughts
Oozing this night from the pains and pleasures present here
Exquisite architecture, unmatched and
unformed
The waking world pales by comparison
Acting the grand observer of countless thoughtforms
Seeing the astral doubles
of experienced emotions
Grotesque beings of projected hatred
Produced by the physical plane, hand in hand with suffering
My
silver cord commands my presence onward
Deeper into the considered unreal of no boundaries
This domain has the potential to be
anything
Yet it is diminished by man
The thoughtforms of loathing and ignorance
Appears again in these halls
Their
silhouettes becoming more vivid
Attempting to feed on my presence
Leaving the palace of omni-potent dreaming
Hunted by
messengers of mankinds imagery
Returning to flesh in shades of blood and silver
"Heed - recall nothing!"