Saturday, June 15, 2013


Sleep - Jina Wallwork
I empty my consciousness into a vessel of exhaustion. It waits for me, unaware of the distance. I am lost to the river. My body is weightless and I am lifted beyond this shell. I drift away from my sense of self only to discover something more, as I sink deeper into a new truth. It is a world I may or may not remember. This dream contains fragments of self knowledge, but it speaks in a language that is unique to the dreamer and I cannot be sure that is me. I want to remember every symbol and deliver each of them to my waiting consciousness. This world seems to be more than an illusion. I try to comprehend my location while I attempt to navigate this trembling dreamscape. I am controlled by the dream and I have no other choice, I must let go.