i find it fascinating the horrors the human can experience. dreams that infinitely repeat, fracturing, forgetting all, being eaten, becoming trapped, the fragile bodies of our flesh being torn apart in any way one can imagine

we awake again and again

and each morning everything else has past

even if the horrors capture us for a day

if our self destruction and addiction eats away at us

we have a new day ahead

and in new dreams

we have this peculiar ability to transform into things we've never seen before, witness what we have never known, be told what we have never heard

our senses open to beyond

that is beautiful, that is worthy

ive been using the sky as a dream compass, thats what its known for after all

each dream prepares you for the day ahead in one way or another

the horoscopes we read from the stars have so much more to say about the alignment of dreams than of the chaos of our mundanity