For Unseeking Seeker's Dreamer And The Dreamed Poetry Contest
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(I was missing a line, so I had to fix that) Line of inquiry: "as an entity in the dream we conjured we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed how then may we wake up when we are in trance in bondage to illusions we ourselves streamed" -Unseeking Seeker Philosophers have pondered: Is life a dream? And if that’s so, what happens when we sleep? While conscious or unconscious, it would seem we’d be dreaming all the time! Would we reap the consequences of all things we do? What if in dreams we wandered all the time? What of all the poor souls who only knew bleak misery instead of dreams sublime? How sad for those whose lives like nightmares are. Asleep, do they know also only strife? Can their joy be as distant as a star? i know we must be awakened to life, but when dreams are sweet (though they may be fake) let me slumber on; I wish not to wake.
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