Impossibly Delicate Threads of Sleep
This place is a dream.
Only a sleeper considers it real.
It stays, and it must be interpreted.
It is real for the sleeper.
There is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream, and touches on intuition.
Our intellect wants certainty. Being certain wants vision and intuition.
Immediate intuition is the simplest act of consciousness. To most, it seems an epiphany.
The world needs that kind of sleep.