Wednesday, June 06, 2012
At death I suddenly awake from the dream, so compelling, so long. I am disoriented. I would blink, try to rejoin the dream, but I have no body. I call out, but no one hears my screams. Then I realize it is pointless, for I can no longer distinguish myself from anyone else. There is only we, no me. I dissolve into you. You must remember me, for that keeps the dream alive for you.