a crescendo of subconsciousness

[skewfrizz]

Over the next week I had a barrage of dreams. A billion in one night. I'd wake up feeling like I'd slept 8 hours only to see that 20 min. had passed. One of the last dreams had me grasping the sun and scattering its colorful wavelengths around the earth, and so forming a psychotic spectrum. Yes, I understand how horribly presumptuous this was to consider myself changing the world for the better, but I didn't want this divine inspiration to fade away.

Even though I feel much better adjusted than I really am, I don't think it's a good sign, which is, I guess, the human condition.