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This thought dream-
The whole world is erforen.
Everything seems lost,
it breaks
under me this ice.
I must be strong,
Here lies the cramp
still lies ahead of me.
A snowstorm is coming up,
I can almost see the tower
from the snow.
Looks as if
the whole world has been blown away.
And yet all is not lost.
This dream that gave me
gave me the night,
The power of snow
rules this land.
spreads
in my thoughts,
as now it is
no longer long
to the end
The fireball of the flying ship
Incomparable,
I dream one of
a flying ship
and fireball,
that as if by magic
penetrates the wall.
Like two worlds
that overlap.
The fireball of the flying ship,
A fantatical dream.
Let it arise
Back in time through memory.
I can in my thoughts
go back.
Play with time much
let new things arise from it.
Become images
Now I relive my memory,
Thinking through my experiences.
Because from the past
one can also learn for the present
for the present and the future.
I have come to know a lot,
my thoughts are
together.
This place in my mind
Say how am I for you?
Do I find in the dream
the answer to that.
In the place of my thought world.
How I am for you,
tell me,
Here in my dream
I search for the answer.
This is the place
of my world of thoughts
The night and its thoughts
Through the night
out of past memory,
out of thoughts
emerged.
The images of memory
turn back the time.
The images of memory
turns back the time
of thoughts back,
far immersed
into the images.
Immersed
into the images
a breath of
of darkness through me,
I can not escape this
not escape.
This image
of the world
of thoughts
A moment
that remembers
A memory picture.
And already again
into the world of thoughts
again.
A breath from what
has already happened,
mixed with what
could be.
The thoughts
and their depths:
Burn the memories,
run the thoughts,
the images entwine in me.
Too long ago,
a sea of memory seems
burn in me.
Don’t burn yourself.
I am still not
from the flames of my memory
fully awakened.
The last sunshine,
can only be memory.
in oblivion spreads,
there is not much time left.
The pictures tend painted
out of memory,
from a thought arose.
Was awake by my thoughts,
but no more,
pull me back into it,
into a dream created by me,
here in a dark room of the night,
built far away from the light.
The images
of memory lose color.
The thoughts
Underutilized
and inwardly full of thoughts.
Deeply deep, like a sea,
the night dark
and hot like itself.
I am in thoughts again
with you again.
You have passed me by,
your gaze is on me.
Allow the dreams to ignite
The last memories,
are consumed,
like a fire breathed out by the wind.
Do I eventually find my
way back to the adventure
to let old experiences
to let new dreams ignite.
I as forgotten dream
How time begins
understand,
who wins-
Light or darkness.
Am I to you,
like a forgotten dream
in the space of the past,
also today I think
again times back
of you.
My thoughts entwine
around the memory of you.
In the fog of thoughts
let the memory
of you entwine.
And again I cannot
cannot let the thoughts
of you into pictures.
I find my dreams in them,
the way to you?
Try to understand the symbols
in the dreams,
to see
how it goes on.
Documentation
of thoughts
Documentation of thoughts.
Like the motivation of hope.
A reaction to the past.
The actions of the present.
Up Dats of the happen.
New phase of life.
New episode of the happening.
My thought drawing
Wrote down the documentation
of my memory,
again my thoughts draw
pictures into it.
Like motivation of hope.
What are just the reaction
to my past.
Followed by the actions
of the present.
The drawing of my thoughts
Tell me your dream
Nothing will be
as it used to be,
is this what you’ve been waiting for?
What have you been waiting for
All this time?
These years are counted.
What have you chosen?
Tell me something,
Here is your dream
Dream reflected again
My pain fades with you
When I see you
I stand still for you.
With you goes
This deep pain inside me.
Because you are
here with me again.
The dream of you
penetrates me,
In the space of my thoughts
you are my center.
Become images
Now I relive my memory,
Thinking through my experiences.
Because from the past
one can also learn for the present
for the present and the future.
I got to know a lot,
my thoughts are
together.
This airship
Fireball incomparable,
I am one of the dreams
Flying ship and fireballs.
Like magic go through walls.
Two worlds the overlap.
The place in my heart.
How am I to you in the dream .
find answer to it.
Place in my heart.
How I do for you teach.
Here in my dreams
searching for answers .
This is the place of my mind
Who wins- light or dark.
Am I right for you?
Like a forgotten dream?
In the past room?
My mind writhes .
Remembering you in the fog .
This fog of thoughts .
Dreams
as the foundation
of hope
Dreams as the foundation of hope.
A testerment of the subconscious,
the hidden in the deep
of the personality.
The time is ripe to live the dreams
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