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Down comes the night. And into
dreams we rise.
The Dreamshaper is ... who?
Shocking and exultant is the
shaper of our dreams, who each slumber a mesmeric remix of the transcendent
and infernal spins. Admire the evil, the perfidy, that the Dreamer redefines
deeper to holy. “Navigator of Dreams” as west as darkness journey
with us. Cut the heart, like diamond of carbon made, freaky yet serene in
its gruesome loveliness. At limits of sight and light, in tenebrous ranges
that curve into the abyss, work keenly on us, full in your powers.
The time of the singing of
birds is come.
So that there be no forgetting,
the ghost shall remain. |