Pulling sand along the way in the wind are dreams lost that intertwine with invisible motion.
What happens to those unrealized dreams?
What if everyone on the planet had the power to fulfill those dreams.?
I suppose a lot of people would immediately drop dead and many would go straight to hell.
A lot of people would be engaged in intercourse, whether they liked each other or not.
But we would also have cancer cured and be able to traverse the galaxy as we please.
Or is it more like the nature of a BEE. You get the honey but also the sting. Speaking of bees why can't we stop them from stinging little kids? I mean, if we can make it to the moon?
Would our dreams hurt us? Is that why they don't come true?
Peoples lives are turned to hell when they can't do or say what they want. Or when they CAN do what they want. It's a double edged sword . There is an ancient curse that says "May all your wishes be granted."
Maybe we poetic types could all be like Coleridge. Incredible inner visions, though some were induced by opium. It seems wonderful to be able to do that. The entire world envies you yet, as I understand it, he was miserable.
Theres that bee again.
Me, I'm still rooting for pleasure and joy and ecstasy happiness.