Dreams.

Sep 16

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Dreams.What are dreams?

Moments etched in time. Swept in strokes on twilight canvases. Vast as the cosmos. Quiet lullabies echoing throught the purpled dawn.

Dreams. The farthest reaches of imagination. Fulfilled. Endlessly evolving in leaps and bounds. Hidden beauty in unexpected places. Sculptures of perfect imperfections. These are dreams.

Sublime journeys beyond the extraordinary. Sad shadows of requiems long ago. Forms, and formlessness. Textures that radiate cascading visions and colorful sounds. Dreams that shimmer between wishes and stars, mystery, majesty. Transcendent, they soar, through infinite possibilities.

About masonplayer0991

I'm one of those birds of paradise that have seen too many hurricanes, too many monsoons, and too many tourists, but still seems to bloom on a daily basis. i write to disentangle my brain. i have no plans of ever being published, or really ever being read outside of this website. it is my escape, my coping mechanism, my translation for myself. i don't think i would be half as together as i am, without it.

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