"Lucid Toxicity"

Love I hold, for my sleeping hallucinations.
Fear I hold for life, so I love my midnight deviations.
Pain I receive, from the pictures I collect in the flesh.
Sweetness I experience (in dreams) from bazaar images that I mesh.

Dreams hold endless possibilities.
Splendor from our mentalities.
It can be a sea of gratuitive glee.
A lucid toxicity.

I love to scamper, in a territory of neurological glee.
Infeasibility is altered into a feasible stream.
Nothing can vanish yet much can be obtained.
Nutzo hallucinations yet you remain utterly sane.

Last night I spoke to an angel in Greek
He gave me answers to questions I did not seek

Dreams hold endless possibilities.
Splendor from our mentalities.
It can be a sea of gratuitive glee.
A lucid toxicity.

Lacking the influence of dreams, then humans we are not.
M.L.K. showed that with dreams all fear is fought.
Originates in the heart and then, polished in the mind.
The essence of progression, which should not be clandestine.

Memories and Desires from dreams are evoked.
Creativity, Art, and Splendor from these lucid anecdotes.

Dreams hold endless possibilities.
Splendor from our mentalities.
It can be a sea of gratuitive glee.
A lucid toxicity.

We hallucinate deep inside of our REMs.
We even hastily awake because of the immense adrenaline.
It seems we spend our whole life in this waking sleep.
We must permit the light... Into our darkness seep.

If screwy we are, at striving for the stars.
Then let us be more insane and next time reach for mars.

Dreams can travel further than skeptics know.
A Lucid toxicity, a mental magical show.

-ZeN