my fascination

i am so fascinated and enamoured by my imagination that i am born birth after birth and learning the same thing over and over again achieving nothing
i create the same spell i go insane over it
i cannot solve my puzzle ~ the same puzzle ~ when and where did i made mistake
yes my insanity is incurable
broken dream is not the cause
believing deceiving none but myself with my lies is the cause
dreaming is the cause


i am reading dalai lama he is the 14th
he asks if reincarnation is not his own choice
he shows his eczema at the back of his neck that he could not cure
can he cure his hallucination
he is living god of his people of Tibet
Tibet is no more
does he not have to abandon his people
promise nothing

dead can never brought back to life
dream always ends in most violent manner
dream cannot even stitched together
unrecoverable holes in memory

larger than one's life is one's religion

is religion part of one's dream

i have not been ever correct in dreaming
how can i teach anyone not to dream
i have not been able to stop dreaming