But what to do? Still driving the vehicle. Limited or limitless according to perception. Question of distance.
Open eyes to look around. Trust.
Wind blows. Dark countryside. Down the chimney. Want to go out in it. Wander the country lanes like a spirit. White or black. Funny to see for the first time.
Cars drive past. Fade. Music filters. Neverending corridors. Windows fly open. Music soars on to the moment. White. Majestic. Green eyes glow. Creator exists in a mirror.
The others. Glad to get out. Why destroy? That thing. Middle of room. Greasy hair.
Alice and the red king. Awful to be a character in another person's dream.
Like lying on the water being carried by the waves. If you know that the rocks can't actually dash you into pieces then why fear them?
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