I dreamed inside a colidiscope
fragmented into many cycles of energy
coming and going at all times.
until all colors colided.
I then glided
into a New World
without mystery
As far as I could see
the color was Gold.
I slid into space that was not
hid inside time that never was
and although the place that I had been before
was out of nothingness
turmoil inside out
and only dim shades of color were known,
I kept sliding back and forth
dream to dream
trying to know reality
Was there reality???
I then decided;
to create a reality of my own.
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