The dream
Reject the reality of consensus, those givens which work as chains. Of course they are offered freely, usually sweetened. If maintained, so is our life force, taken by what was made to reap from us our ability to imagine better. Imagine better.
And perceptions of danger.
To dream with such madness that they still imagine dreaming beyond those walls, those armored guards who mock their trespass, but nearness to death brings a wisdom that looks like derangement to those cloaked in comfort, and these nearer know best how to see true danger, long known to swaddle its murderous intent in the softest of fabrics, the lush hides of eaten lambs. Still at their songs, to carry the road on their shoulders until it leads back to the beginning of that dream. Nearer, they sing, these mad marchers in sacred song. Nearer.
Study of opposites.
The first chance of vision comes with the arrival of its flaming eruption. It was in us, then far, then near again. After that, many of the early lessons consisted of reminders not to touch.
Imagination is a fire, but so often misunderstood as a decorative tool for embellishing what is already known.
What is this understanding, except an answer to what came before? A firm No, it is this way now.
Immersion in radiance is so different from controlling light.
Still, this want.
