I, egomind, made this dream called world.
It all started randomly, simple,
Just a few images, sounds and pure feelings
It was meant to last only one moment,
No meaning. No story.
No purpose other than joy.
A new dream I made will come shortly after.
After a deep breath.
After a pause of silence,
After true real living.
A new dream.
A new joy. A new world. A new movie. A new game.
Let the past one dissolve
before it gets messy and complicated.
Just like breathing.
Complete abstraction is mind’s natural state.
Only flowing lovelight.
Only geometrical sound and light patterns.
Human, the only life-form able
to opt out of this everafter.
©️A. Garden, June 2020