If the world is a dream and an illusion
then I wish to dream riches,
passing riches,
places, passing.
I dream more potently now,
Could I perhaps control the dream of my life?
It seems I already do,
by doing nothing,
And by trying I have accomplished nothing.
By doing nothing the world seems to mold itself into
my wishes.
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