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Awakening in spirit or in the mind.

Sweet fruit or hardend rind.

Peel away these layers.

What did you find?

You put your hand in this dream.

Like soft soothing cream.

It enveloped thy very soul.

Like honey so thick so sweet.

Welcome to dream land.

No memory to the past.

Your ship has sailed.

With full sails upon thy mast.

Reality now a distant shore.

Glory patiently awaits your return.

But nowhere to grasp.

Farther and farther mankind has sailed.

Towards that distant glow.

We dance about like moths to the flame.

Who has trapped us in this sticky mess.

Just violence and anger misery and woe.

No more sweet caress.

Oh where did we go.

This world is a awful mess.

Dream weaver wake up.

Dreams so sweet. I over slept.

Time to awaken.

Shake off this fog.

Life so programed I can't see through.

This sticky mess this mind trapping goo.

This infection of the mind.

Has truly distorted what is true.

Stuck between that distant glow.

Or the light house slowly fading.

In the distance you know.

Lost at sea as night descends apon thee.

Darkness so thick none can see.

Swimming in this dream.

We are no longer free.

See it for what it is.

Stop bending the knee.

Stand up and shout.

It is only me!

I'm fighting myself in this illusion of being free.

Turn your ship around and sail.

Back to the real me.

The vision is still there.

As blurry as it may be.

Realize you are the light.

And awaken free.

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