We go through phases - remaining the same person with different faces. Places, things, they all seem a dream. Reality and fantasy just rips at the seams.

Can you...picture existing in twisting galaxies, where our fantasies define our realities.... Remember this, that's it not hard to enter in, the very universe your thoughts find their center in ..."As a man thinketh, so is he"

I dreamt of a dream that showed me a dream that could only been seen in the dream of a dream.

My state of mind is trapped in a reality where everything is nothing like reality. It had become surreal. I will make that surreality tangible.

No poetic justice, no happy end. Just reality, just life my friend.

Don't matter how weird/different you make yourself, a cry for attention is the same in any language.