Artist Portrait

DREAM

I woke up, my dream is the alarm clock, and when I dream, I dream of you all, I thought I would have enough time to get it done, But waking leaves my dream as the best unknown clock. Why do you dream, my dear heavenly citizen? When with every word and every thought, I do not know—and that is all. Oh, you do not know? Knows what? Knows who? Yes... He knows it all. Allowed to be alive, in this inanimate world, Time go by fast, the Force said it all; it was allowed to start. Yes, I do Dream in this House. Out of time, other forces with other actions in the Heavenly realms— Yes, from the promised land. VavVavVav Then, slippery plasticine... The micro- and electromagnetic waves. .. ... Hey! Are you there? Hi! Are you there? Go ahead, go ahead, microwaves- electromagnetic waves... .. .