Transmogrify

transmogrify once upon a time one knew how to begin the state of the day dream, by removing the mind, shedding the every day paraphernalia, then escaping into a realm just above the physical wishes were formed refined into possibilities. great words were put together fashioning unforgettable thoughts ideas. solve the world, feed the hungry, succour the afflicted find lasting love with someone who understands. that was once upon time when youth invaded every corner of life with depth of time. now it has shrunk crept away unnoticed into the place of things forgotten. reverie of age has become, into this wandering mind-time now the escape does not require active initiation. it flows without boundaries between here, now, and then. the shape has changed from slightly tenuous but graspable to muzzy melted cotton candy clouds sweet but impossible to construct. depth is lost with the passage of time the betrayer of all day dreams. presently lay down, surrounded by personnel myths slowly, gently transmogrify into whom you have always been.