Last night I had a dream that I was a mermaid. I was swimming around in the middle of nowhere and I came across a sunken ship, when I swam inside I saw a shark. I swam for my dear life and ended up in a gas station in Bangkok, Thailand. I somehow had legs suddenly and told the cashier at the gas station that there was a shark chasing after me, he laughed at me, and then suddenly turned into a dragon. I screamed, and started running down the street. It was surprisingly foggy in Thailand. Then I woke up. Wherence, I find my stature diluted upon. To understand is to forget all of ones naturals state, into the unknown. Does fate envelop love? Does love overtake all of its predecessors? In alacrity, my mind seethes upon my thoughts unto its honing instincts. If it were, the infatuation claims a faulty crutch, leer me, a fortuitous substitute. My sentiments relapse within these yearnings, as I shout to the heavens my elusive nature. Never again, but only this. Thus a prison, thus a market, a sell of endowment, a sell of predetermined prospects, these my parents take refuge abut. We fade amongst the lilies, at bay, neath the kingdom stay. Trust is a fortified argument, nothing to be sham, and a loose lengthened array to favor ancestral dominance. Folly echoes the breaths of my past. For it to never be again, a proof of longevity, to natures charm, and societies wit. Only but a change, a swivel I must take.
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