A dream came to me last night in bed
It was a complex disorder of confusion and dread
I walked down the darkness where light could be felt
Nothing could talk but at my foot they all knelt
Asking in tounges not known to me
I only marvled at what my eyes could now see
I lifted my head to see a whole in the light
It was a woman steping out into my sight
I walked into the dark light to touch her hand
Like i was acting on an unsaid command
In her eyes all the worlds i could see
She spoke and said, do you want to be with me
She reached inside me and took hold of my heart
And till this day i dream this dream everynight after dark
"If there is anything the nonconformist hates worse than a conformist it's another nonconformist who doesn't conform to the prevailing standards of nonconformity."
Don't look... you might see.
Don't listen... you might hear.
Don't think... you might learn.
Don't walk... you might stumble.
Don't run... you might fall.
Don't make a decision... you might be wrong.
Don't live...you might die.