In the dream the huge Infinite seemed to be pure and unique, a vast and inmensely single entity...
The colours were in constant motion, yet full with the static harassment of death...
Yeah, like a breathing picture, a reality you could flow through, though not feel completely present in...
The big eye, blind, white... It let me see my own soul for moments, but I don't realize...
I only feel something wanna tell me some things.
But I just walk, because inside I know I'm part of all of it...
And the surface reflects all the rays,
And the metallic liquids remain dangerously bright.
Covering in lakes some of the valleys, of this mild and sinuous world...
I know I'll never touch the pools, I'll never feel the wind even if I had a face, I'll be here forever alone... after all I'm the only one who knows how to come.
Besides...
I just feel at home with the universe...
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