Iím not your dream.
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I may be your nightmare-
more likely, your illusion,
perhaps an old youthful mistake.
Shattered shards reflecting memories:
my mindís mirror, murky.
Mercury silvering senesces.
milky way memories obscure shades of grey.
Dark matter eclipses my darkest fears.
Here there be dragons.
Can I face the faces? Who are we?
Glimpses of a man- reflections of my least.
One my best- the other my beast.
How can I share myself
when I scare myself?
Who am I?
I'm not your dream.
"A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesman and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do."
- Ralph 'Where's Waldo' Emerson
"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like. And I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve."
- Bilbo Baggins