There was a time when I remembered.
Paid conscious thought to the mind and eagerly waited for my dreams at night.
The nights dawned with the most lucid of dreams.
The vivid colors and brilliant possibilities.
Freedom.
Awareness.
Fearless.
Divine.
Now the time is passed and I wait for the nights in hope and anticipation for a glimpse of the possibility to live.
Even for a moment, as I have done for eternity.
All that I dreamed and thought of myself has faded with the image I held of my world.
My dreamscape
My escape
My one chance to be safe…
I chose and I faltered for the reality of my truths
What have I now but truths.
I forsake them
I don’t want them
Why then must I have them…
Leave me be
Alone with the sounds of my dreams
Journals Of Enreal 
They say geniuses dream as u described. I didn’t dream as you…but through experience and observation and a good heart….I understand exactly what you are expressing here.
I wouldn’t say genius… just a dreamer my friend… and I understand exactly what you mean too… and I know it as truth… thank you
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I love to dream….better yet….I love to awake and find I am living the dream….hahaha
Maybe you shall find….you live them now too….
I still dream of being an Olympian….rolling eyes here….sometimes it just doesnt happen…be well
🙂 Olympian… I love that… living a dream? maybe… not the dream I envisioned… but somewhere it is real… isn’t it?