Dreams entangle and untangle, Melding a mess of what is, what was, And whatever will be.
Makes sure and unsure Between what’s near and what’s far— A state of certainty and uncertainty.
Hours will pass, years and centuries, And repeat for eons, repeat for eternity.
Shed your worries and fret not, Because you shall dive Into a world without history.
Search not there for holy nor for divine— You are the god, All-mighty entity.
Create and destroy all that you want, Merge with matter and with energy.
In this place, nothing’s strange nor is bizarre— It’s all just a dream, And you are dreaming peacefully.
A dance of time and thought — where certainty blurs and shadows weave. Here, creation sleeps entwined with destruction, and the dreamer is both god and dream. Enter, but know: nothing is as it seems.