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The Waking Dream

Welcome to the waking dream

Perhaps the best you have ever seen.

 

I am an entity

Both with and without form

Perhaps I am a nonentity.

Now, I can assure you this dream will not misinform,

 

And you will only be more convinced.

Perhaps free will does exist,

But after this, you might be unconvinced -

Maybe a bit pissed -

 

That such a thing is even around.

So sit back and enjoy the show

That will reveal to you things you are bound

To know.

 

Who am I? Why, I am simply a Joker

With the classic Glasgow,

Proficient in poker,

And prefer to drink Bordeaux.

 

He says.

And before I knew it, I awake on the Seine.

 

Whether or not he spoke truth

I can only test his words.

Accompanied by the songs of the birds,

I go and journey onwards - guided by my sweet tooth.

 

I look to the sky and see a shape

It’s own form casting a great shadow over the town

The wings obscuring the midday sun.

It was then that I remembered an old phrase -

 

Quantus tremor est futurus

Quando Judex est venturus

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