The gift of imagination far from the limits, rules and forms
I seek to dream them without permission
be them without recognition
see them through, grit and elbow grease included
Dreams the ones that set us aside from the drones
the ones at night that still buzz around the head until midday
Opening wonder and curiosity and the food for brilliance
Dreams the mind´s guide on thought´s tides
Ah but we are set apart, for those who don´t dream must follow
If you cannot romance the surreal
Subject to the concreteness of rules and structures
Programmed and mechanical
Yet we who dream are a million colors
and a million sensations that bubble into one another
A whole universe inside the human form
Tweeking reality and squeezing convention
Dreaming the abstract dream
Create the new
move the bored and uncurious to their imminent posts
be anything but a label
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