falling
asleep has never been too much of an issue for me
but waking
up I often seem stuck
and still
dreaming
most
night's sleep is riddled with chaos, serpents, and bad deeds
I am often
not in my own body
even upon
awakening
I am
caught in the turbulent emotions that they leave
every once
in a while, though, a true love visits me
staying
just long enough that I awake happy, complete, and at ease
it's an
amazing feeling
lingering
ever so lightly
I've heard
that dreams are a form of neurological processing
helping us
deal with our stress and life experience
this makes
me feel fortunate
knowing
every bit of my body
is
constantly working to help ensure that I am the best version of me
even while
I am sleeping
though
perhaps at times disappointing to see
it gives
me more than hope
knowing my
foundation has been laid with these mechanisms
I am
encouraged to continue growing
and
we often
talk about manifestation
our
forefathers built this land based on just a notion
a dream
at times a
nightmare
but with
ideals that continue to stand for over 200 years, unwavering
now
not
everything discussed at the constitutional convention came to pass
some good
ideas were tossed out
and some
less meaningful found their way in
like
dreams converging or a brainstorm
the firing
of neurons
surging
from various sensory inputs
at times
overwhelming
fighting
amongst themselves for space
for useful
thoughts
on how to
deal with the external stresses and personal life experiences of their time
the final
draft was nothing short of exceptional
a labor of
love, for country and man
a pathway
preserved to the American Dream
that we
are all living in
at times
it is not so sweet
many of us
lack picket fencing
but the
freedoms guaranteed are as ever much needed
mechanisms
were created that enable the document to keep breathing
a light
lingering that provides a sense of security
staving
off chaos, and educating against bad deeds
the thing
about freedom is:
we are all
responsible for our communities
who you
choose to become
and each
choice that you make
carrying
with it repercussions
like waves
on the sand, or pebbles skipping across the lake
there are
ripples left
and no one
but you can ensure their structure and beauty
perhaps
one of the most important amendments was that in regards to our voting
a way to
raise our hand, use our voice
free our
speech from our chest and cast out more ideas
on what
should be law-abiding
this great
power came with a great responsibility:
to know
what the fuck it is that is getting talked about
knowing
your own needs is most important,
but
understanding
other's is no less
with each
swing of the pendulum, we find ourselves closer to division
our
education must be rounded out, we must think outside our box
with or
without fencing this is our home, our house
our
neighbors, our self
myself
unable to control the needs of internal nightly suffering
I try to
spend my days in a more controlled state of dreaming
lighting
fires to carry hope into each evening
creating
totems for myself
so when I
awake I know this is the dream I am creating
a beacon
for others who might need the encouraging
a reminder
that our life is of our own making
