The Dream,

The Dream is sinking into its own fate. Each thought surrouded, love tells mortal thought, alias dream, to surrender and come out. Mortal mind refuses to give up, demanding death but can’t find a mindless victim to give it an identity. Mortal mind throws everything at humanity trying to find a weak point in thier identity. We stand as Sentinels, affirming Love as the only thinking & experience. Now, The Comforter has arrived, and ready to lay some heat on this dream. In the end, mortal mind is exposed, dismayed, self destroyed, and of course Love wins again.πŸŽ‰πŸ™πŸΎ