Dying in a Dream

Free yourself through Knowing yourself. The key for any radical or revolutionary.

I was dying in a dream

A fantasy of a life lived

Free from proletariat antipathy.

The consequence of running

From one’s self

Chasing The Cool

Transmuted into fool.

Found remnants of peace

Transcending humankind’s

Blind polarity.

Free from gravity’s

Millennial forces

I entered the Milky Way’s

Spiraling Nebulas

Crystalized contemplation

Expanded like dark matter.

I was dying in a dream

A fantasy of a life lived

Free from proletariat antipathy.

I’ve discovered treasures

For my mind, body, and soul

But I’m still

Fragmentary.