Here's some poetry :D

Complicated

A mind holds many puzzles,

Lost as the walls grow bigger,

The ferns expand thicker. 

Where will you turn?

His tree grows as he clings to

The material objects that surround him.

In lost hope, we find plenty of reason

Put all your doubts aside, 

For there has always been a simple answer.

Love runs deep

Love runs deep,

As empathy quickens

Roots flow through the dirt.

Guilded, this disguise is no hypocrisy

Yet looking upon love,

It looks weak,

Cliché, orginal,

But within it is the light that guides,

Truth brings the loss of fantasy,

The individual is no longer of value,

For love does not distinguish

And then difference is forgiving,

And how loving is she who understands

That love runs deep

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Now, the moment has come

In every second, love gets nearer

Steps walk softly towards what is true

A large hall, quivers with fear of the past,

The chairs jump at identity

Defining what has been, with whom

Sticks to the mind like wall paper

Stretched on the outer layers of the mind,

Pretty and disguising in form

Yet walking through, with peace,

The walls fall down, the institution fades away

The holy instant erases such fantasy

And the true walls are revealed

Not withered and riddled with guilt, old vines hanging

But slated with white marble,

As a sign of peace, of true promise,

Where mans guilt slides down. 

Hi, things have been pretty up and down lately, I apologize for not posting but I wanted to share a particular dream I had last night. What shocked me is even though the dream said that this state is not of our world, I believe it is. you'll see what I mean in a moment.

On one world, deep in space, there are two classifications of time. In the dream it was depicted by two divergent fountains, the left side a red and ominous flow of an essence, not a liquid. The left stream flowed slower than the other, and there was no middle ground between them.  The right side was more graceful and wholesome, it was a bluish flow of essence, one that was accelerated and due to this there was a more harmonious flow of the essence. These streams of time, one accelerated, and one slower, were representations of a grander scheme-- by this I mean, each stream represented a world in which we live. The stream which was slower, was depicted by a man opening his door, a red ominous light in the background, and an intense fear of ," What have I done? Why is this happening to me?".  He is met by an authority figure who is going to take things away, strip him of his rights and take his life possibly. There was also a feeling of desperation, people knew they weren't going to survive, so they go to higher levels of violence to make their ends meet. Sadly, in this scenario, the men who had committed a dangerous act, faced even more imminent danger because the police forces were coming to kill them. It was a frightful way of being no doubt, I hope none of it is too familiar. The scenario of the harmonious stream however, was far more peaceful. Since time was more accelerated on their end, their civilization thrived. Everyone was at peace and the world was united. People jumped in joy because the faster time stream was the sole reason for their harmony, connections, and success. There's not much more to say because in all honesty, no words could describe the peace that was achieved by the accelerated stream. Note, that the order that I described the two time streams was in the order of the dream itself.

What to take from this dream: Dreams are the basis for our unconcious, for whatever reason, this dream may resemble my own unconscious desires and dual persona, or this dream may be a sign that our species has a higher purpose and higher cause than the wars and deception that it wages. Blessings to all, God loves you

Avery