We are learning carefully by each turning page. It seems there is a conversation among the act of leaving our bodies. The sense of resistance in the awakening minutes of R.E.M. We shall conquer and adhere to the goals.
We won’t be punished under fear, now that we see the engagement for what it is. With clarity and determination, we are the closest we’ve ever been.
Power enriched in our veins as we steer through the roads for liberation. We are visibly free in our dreams, it is only when we awake we feel detained and stripped.
Feels Lucid…
There are pockets of usual distractions all around us, begging for our interest. When we learn to separate ourselves from the noise and vicious cycle of redundancy, we can achieve higher places. Something new and something real.
I awake, and I am enjoying the conversation that comes within R.E.M. Being aware of the exercise of the dream world, relinquishes the burden of the sloth that comes with this physical realm.
writing until the pen runs N2 paradise clarity! (by uniform & random means) 