Dreaming Life

I think, this is most surreal thing i've ever written.. but yo, it ain't absurd.. it has a story, it has the message. So, even if it's not very much needed knowledge, it is in my my soul to doubt about things like this and argue about basis of life and being. This writing has the parallels with my favourite movie "Waking Life", through having the dreamlike feeling that you are not sure what's this all about - life. It is wishful thinking.. beliefs of best possible reality creates ultimate joy, but there's danger that it may turn out to be only a dream. Waking up is voice that sais.. yo man, you lost. But at least in some universe or just in my head, this dream can last. In every morning you wake up, yet every new night you can see dream again.. and in some way dreams do last forever, because when you remember it, you believe it,.. you live it. Well, but maybe life is dream and dream is life. Then how to understand which one you live and do you want to wake up. Or if everything is dream, wouldn't it then mean it is all also a life. Anyways, what is almost sure, is that also dream is reality.. you know you have it. Dream really happens, although you are at sleep then. Difference is, when you are awake, you have full control of things,.. even when it seems not so. Also happenings in life are linear and depending of the last and next one. But when life is in dream, control you have is illusional. It changes constantly, even past. But you don't understand that because with changes in life, also your memories, beliefs and personality will be according to new reality. If you don't understand what i'm talking about, i'd advice you to watch another movie too.. "Dark City".. this talks how changes may happen so that people in the middle of these don't even understand they live consantly a brand new life. Living awake or dreaming. And yes, in this reality they have no control, everything happens because of the outside power. which way is more valuable or more comfortable or more real is up to you. Yo.. it's time for another poetry lookalike thingie.

Waking Life

Some day i will wake up

and think that i have never ever

actually thought before

everything will last forever

weather forecast makes me bored

in infinity i fare with you together

run with joy through the storm

with slow pace or maybe never i ought to grow up

like every other mushroom.

Littlebit, rain takes down my lovefever

it's another ordinary afternoon

it's bit cold, makes you shiver

i wonder is it because the chilly air, me or daytime moon

can something at all be better

in sacred serenity

you know everything is cool

i may be just a dreamer

who yet has to wake up and feel as a fool