Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily...
Posted on Aug 30th, 2006
by 
Tom Vibemeister
Tom Vibemeister
The slow semi-conscious state of awakening
Seeing everything as if it's new
Eyes half-opened and blurred
Dusted over with sleepy sediment
Acquired over lifetimes of somnambulous shuffling
Sauntering sleepily, standing unsteadily
Slipping slyly or so we suppose
But we should never assume
Perceiving only the very tip of an iceberg that floats in nothingness
An iceberg composed of a great amount of space
An iceberg so big and huge in its nothing-ness that it eclipses the sun
That great ball of nothing that melts away the nothingness
Into rivers of consciousness
Dare I say dreams?
Gently down the stream
and life is but a dream.
Seeing everything as if it's new
Eyes half-opened and blurred
Dusted over with sleepy sediment
Acquired over lifetimes of somnambulous shuffling
Sauntering sleepily, standing unsteadily
Slipping slyly or so we suppose
But we should never assume
Perceiving only the very tip of an iceberg that floats in nothingness
An iceberg composed of a great amount of space
An iceberg so big and huge in its nothing-ness that it eclipses the sun
That great ball of nothing that melts away the nothingness
Into rivers of consciousness
Dare I say dreams?
Gently down the stream
and life is but a dream.
"I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours..."
Bob Dylan said that.
I'll Dream You if You dream Me
I said that.
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February 2007 