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Psappha's Dream (a short story)

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.. there stood she again staring down the narrow tunnel of memories .. a twilight masked as the dusk covering her journey as the quiet spider making its move toward her favourite book, for unknown reasons… the invisible and uncontrollable rumble of the thinker... lying in the bed… a silent flickering thought of how this world is unfair to itself.. .. or how the loved one seems to be so unfair or may be love .. who remains awake looking at her from both corner of the highway.. and also leaves with every vehicle that passes this way.. but does it matter?.. her freedom… the facade so bright and clear she is free, she thinks she is free… only escaping the torture of folded realities .. who is thinking that thought?... gazing upon the shapes of the shadow laid upon by her dreams, …??who is this dreamer gardening the flowers of outlined direction, directionless caring if the outlook of freedom should look in a certain way, and if not, it's not fair ..engaged so deeply i

the dreamer's infinity

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the dreamer's infinity  looks like a painting from visions of Blake  there, alive, deep, poetic  b ut quite untouchable  like an unrequited song of a nymph  that echoes everyone's heart, but no one listens  or no one knows what it is  reconciliation it is like a spiralling flame burning deep within the quest  toward  the sorrow of the fleeting beam of creation  the moment it creates, it vanishes  the moment it vanishes, it creates  an endless pit or  maybe an endless bliss  paradoxes painting paradoxes, he remembers   illumination  you touch my heart with your eternal smell  'I' look for it everywhere  ....opposites reconciling ......... bondage oh! liberation  an intimate communion  the unstruck music  nothingness  for bliss is despair  transmutation  the sun said, I am the light  I laughed  so she devoured me  ...as my eyes opened I said to myself, I am the light  the sun laughed  so I devoured her this peculiar playfulness