A. Dawn |||

dreams of found nights, lost to/days

home is never far
What lies beyond the threshold of a seed \\\ so below

a repository for collected dream journals from myself and others having similar experiences

first things last

hallowed hauntings

the fault is ours
a moment with the promise of later days

some thing else to give the ghosts

uᴉɐƃɐ sʇɥƃᴉu ‘sʎɐp ‘sʇɥƃᴉu //

have you had dreams about the living city?

unfortunately a sight far too common for them now

ǝɯᴉʇ ɹɐᴉlᴉɯɐɟun uɐ uᴉ ƃuᴉlǝǝɟ ɹɐᴉlᴉɯɐɟ ɐ s,ʇᴉ
ǝpᴉɹʇsɐ sɯɐǝɹp ǝɥʇ ǝɹoɯɹǝʌǝu
behind the clouds /// as above

uᴉɥʇᴉʍ os

their room has been empty for years, but they come back 
ʎɐp ʎɹǝʌǝ ʇɥƃᴉu ʎɹǝʌǝ
to sleep again \\

ʍolǝq

so, in again

again

puɐ

uᴉɐƃɐ

to whatever comes now

there are paths to all places

spuᴉʞ llɐ ɟo sploɥsǝɹɥʇ

another way

another where

another me

another

you

ƃǝq oʇ sᴉ ʇsɹoʍ ǝɥʇ

the worst is to beg
ǝʍ pǝɥɔʇǝɹʍ

we

˙ssǝuƃuᴉɥʇou ɟo ʎʇᴉnɔɐʌ ǝɥʇ ʎluo ǝʞɐʍ sʇᴉ uᴉ ƃuᴉʌɐǝl ‘ƃuᴉuɐǝɯ ɟo ɹǝʎoɹʇsǝp ǝɥʇ puɐ ǝɟᴉl ɟo ɹoʇɐpǝɹd ǝɥʇ sɐ pǝᴉɟᴉʇuǝpᴉ sᴉ ‘,,ǝɹnʇlnʌ snoɹoʌᴉuɹɐɔ,, ɐ ɟo ssǝuʞɹɐp ƃuᴉɯool ǝɥʇ sɐ sǝʇɐld ǝɥʇ ɟo ǝuo uᴉ pǝʎɐɹʇɹod ‘ɹɐM ˙ɥʇɐǝp ǝʇɐɹǝɟᴉloɹd puɐ ǝɟᴉl ǝʇɐƃoɹqɐ ɥɔᴉɥʍ sǝɔɹoɟ lɐɔᴉɹoʇsᴉɥ puɐ lɐᴉɔos ǝsoɥʇ ɐʎoפ ɹoɟ sǝᴉldɯᴉ oslɐ ɥʇɐǝp ɟo uouǝɯouǝɥd ǝɥʇ ʇnq ˙ǝɟᴉl ɟo suoᴉʇɐʇsǝɟᴉuɐɯ llɐ uᴉ ʇuǝuɐɯɯᴉ ƃuᴉǝq-uou ɹoɟ ʎʇᴉlɐᴉʇuǝʇod lɐsɹǝʌᴉun ǝlqɐɯoɥʇɐɟun ǝɥʇ ‘ǝɔuǝʇsᴉxǝ uɐɯnɥ ɟo ǝlppᴉɹ lɐuᴉɯɹǝʇ ǝɥʇ sᴉ ɥʇɐǝp ˙ɹɐʍ ɟo ʎʇᴉlᴉʇnɟ puɐ ssǝussǝlƃɯuɐǝɯ ǝɥʇ uo uoᴉʇɔǝlɟǝɹ ʎloɥɔuɐlǝɯ ɐ puɐ ǝɟᴉl-ɹǝʇɟɐ uɐ ɟo uoᴉʇou ʎɹoʇɐlosuoɔ ǝɥʇ ɟo lɐᴉuǝp ǝʇnlosǝɹ ɐ sǝᴉldɯᴉ