This dreamland feels like home
~~~~~~~original poetry~~~~~~~---with art by
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Suffused by discordant vectors,
A flat plane tugged by etheric pulleys
Like a runaway elevator:
I am shot ataxic
By the world rifle
Into a sea of strife
And mingling love.
A past in my hands that melts,
Runs like sand to join eternity
Coalesces through my future
Dim with promise held
In lucid eyes.
These orbs are not my own,
With torment shine and triumph too:
Yet my own dissolves, all shared to reign
A kingdom bright, festooned with cosmic mane.
A land where noble birth
& lineage lofty
To every soul's extended
A land where land itself
The beings become
All distance, rank rescinded.
Written by
Daniel Pendergraft
1/5/18
Notes
The theme of this piece is the diverse sensations experienced in dream states and the intense feeling of familiarity and "realness" encountered (while still asleep) which the logical mind then rationalizes away. There is a meltingness to dream, a feeling of boundaries become blurred, a feeling of timelessness. People can transform into other people, we can observe ourselves from a distance, we can become someone else entirely; here ranks and distinctions dissolve: everything is noble, everything sacred, everything profound with implication. Many times there is a great disappointment upon awakening, with the intuition that the experiences in the dream realms are "more real" than "real life."
I decided to use some images created by
in this one, because his art conjures the magic & abstraction of dream well. I will be giving 25% of the SBD payout of this post to him out of appreciation for the dedication and consistency he has shown on Steemit. Be sure to check out his blog and support his experiments in photomanipulation! Here are the links to the original posts of the images I used:
