midnight special

have you thought of something you wanted to create and forgot about it? have it come back in a dream and forget what the dream was about? have you ever remembered who you are in the dead of night and tried to go back to sleep? have you ever dreamed of poetry dreaming of itself? of paint painting itself? the living living lives and the dead being reborn hundreds of thousands of times over? have you realized that language is not enough? that no words could ever convey the sheer overwhelmingness of being? I thought I thought these things and then I thought I dreamed them and then I forgot what the dream was about and I went back to bed

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