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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460626" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>0155 Dreams, Dreams, Dreams...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The phone’s just rung: ‘Hi this is Rosie<br>you’ve been selected for a five-day<br>luxury cruise to the Bahamas’…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dreams, dreams, dreams</div><div style="margin:10px 0">one of the few things all religions, all philosophies<br>are agreed on: it’s the state<br>between waking and sleeping.<br>beyond that, they’re rather coy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for Freudians, precious clues; <br>for Jungians, universal archetypes; <br>for other theorists, just<br>a mental and emotional shit, conveniently<br>achieved without a convenience</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but for religion and philosophy, pretty much<br>a keep-off territory: maybe there’s a church somewhere<br>where they sway and sing<br>ah’m dreamin’ YOU sweeet Jeeezuzz<br>and if so, does it work? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and we seem to have such individual dreams: <br>mine are such a bore, forever<br>missing that last train; the more I walk<br>the further home’s away…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">whereas a friend who lived through the Nazi occupation, <br>beloved, inventive grandfather, <br>actor, writer, director, teacher, <br>dreams without cease of killings, murders –<br>surely he deserves better of his dreams? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">another friend claims he never dreams; <br>this annoys me intensely for some un worthy reason: <br>but how can I prove him wrong? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">maybe it’s the last frontier for <br>the good starship Commercial Enterprise: <br>‘Dream yourself to all you ever wished<br>in ten easy lessons: send <br>a stamped, self-addressed rainbow<br>to Somewhere Over Inc.…’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do we really have to leave it to Hollywood? <br>must all our dreams these days be violent daydreams, <br>regardless of expense? or do we need that violence<br>to wake up to a loving kiss; to love life’s pastel shades; <br>to smell the roses round the door?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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