Awaken

It’s my normal inclination to write more on a conversational basis. I enjoy telling stories and find that people read things much more often if it’s told with a familiar tone rather than taking the time for a deep cognitive reading. On the other hand, every now and again I like to join the majority of people in the regard that we don’t want to be understood…easily. We are complicated, yet we’re very simple. No one ever wants to be called simple or shallow, but rather deep, interesting, and intriguing. We consider ourselves a mystery that people should want to solve, or at least probe to find more information out. It’s how we feel loved and valued – not being understood easily but instead being pursued. So for this entry, it may require a second or third read through. Perhaps the meaning isn’t quite as obvious. Shoot maybe it is. Giving my predisposition and what my words and writings naturally incline to, maybe it will be given away easily. Either way, this is my attempt. (In writing this, I don’t mean to sound arrogant, rather, just enjoy using a different writing style….and trying to sound smart.)

Awaken:
There’s nothing wrong with sleeping.
For sleep gives chance to dream.
Let us not sleep for too long
Because soon our dreams are not of greater things
But dreams slide into mediocrity and soon to nightmares
We live in a dream where nightmares are reality.
Deep inside we crave for something to be different,
And too many have just accepted this reality
And therefore satisfied with our coma like state.
To sleep, to drift, to wonder, to be coma-esque.
It’s time to wake up.
Exit the matrix.
Leave the nightmares we think are reality.
Sleep is not forever, good dreams are meant to be reality.

Awaken.
Awaken.
Awaken my bride.

Come wake your sleeping beauty.
Meet her with the kiss that brings the dead back to life.
Awaken her – intoxicate her – revive her with your kiss.
Intimate as you are – awaken our desire for intimacy.
Awaken the desire to not feel lonely.
Awaken the desire for finding a purpose.
Awaken the desire to not just get by.
Awaken the desires that we have medicated into submission
because we don’t have time to deal with them.
Awaken our hands to know the callouses of work.
Awaken our feet to the fire we walk on.
Awaken our sense of true reality – not this hallucination we’ve bought into.
Awaken us to our lives.
Stop the nightmares.
Let us live our true lives.
Awaken your bride.
Awaken us to our lives.
Dreams cannot compare to reality.
We desire to know the reality.
Awaken us.
Awaken.