"Because you can be sure, my dear Crito, that misuse of words is not only troublesome in itself, but actually has a bad effect on the soul." Phaedo

Welcome to a Dream


I found welcome to a dream that I had this fish; it was beautiful in the way that I knew I loved and cherished it.  Its blue iridescence was my pride and joy that I kept it close to me, protection of utmost.  Waves thundered against rocks and I promised, “I will not  let anything hurt you.”  I road the current to carry us thorough but on the shore soul-less flesh eaters surrounded us.  My promise, I could only keep it, if I ended this precious life myself and to make it quick, for they are upon us.  I woke unable to honor such a promise in my dream, returning with the memory of an excruciating choice, as if it is a memory and not a dream.  The trouble real, the promise unfulfilled and the welcome to a dream hunting for a source.

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