Dreaming I'm consuming energy while tunneling through dimensions. Believing the surface of the serpent, filtering fractal stimulations of observed three-dimensional pixels. The blizzard of static dust gathers quicker than I can count in the microgrid of the undulating fabric of time. Synchronizing my conscious pulse with the weather pattern in the sea of atoms. As a wave of light particles invokes the cosmic holographic vision, I obtain moments of future predictions while in the state of speculation. Could dreaming be memories of a place and time that happened before my life? Piercing perceptions innermost measurement of perceived frequencies, twisting spheres of multidimensional thought fractals in the silent warmth of observed relation. The energy combined from the ever-shifting current through time, shaping the world we simulate as resting giants. This life we live is entirely mental. You can concentrate on the past and guide yourself to a better moment. We're constantly observing ourselves from a future position created in the moment and led which way to go by the merging of emotions. Manifests a flowing present out of the grand illusion of thought, within this rational reflection of recycled memories rains down burning embers of connected networks in aging timelines through parallel predicted probabilities that absorb into the depths of the dream.
