Back to the World - Vivid dream/Poem #3

The gravity of the situation is truly grounding,
In the end mannequins will remain in the void,
Breathless and bond to nothing,
Looking into the void at lights that dim and spiral,
One by one they took the stars which were yours to give,
Black behemoths who'd violently rip from the balance,
A gift spent by a green goddess,

Back pressed to the sun i couldn't help but think of halos,

Humbled by the light above and the ground engulfing below,

I had forgotten where your vengeful eyes fell,

The constant pull of a turning body,

A golden horizon to dry and stun the eyes,
Drawing sense from the rubble seems unlikely,
My senses dulled by the elements,
The hot intensity of an Erie silence,

The void in which i'm born becomes the tomb of my unrest,
Cleansed down to stardust,

Riding rings through rings forever outward.
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As written in the dream journal:

So i was giant, strapped to the earth like a torture rack thing,

gravity was all weird since i was half on half off the planet, so my front felt super light while my back was essential glued to the planet.

Remember the green giant from the corn add's? Well that was an ex of mine who was bigger than sun.

She was handed multiple celestial bodies (from what i assume is galaxy stage hands cause they were in black morph suits) to smash onto me.

I remember being waterboarded by one then she spun the earth around like a park toy, another was sand which got in my mouth i think then, the obvious one i got burned up by the sun and exploded.


This is my 8th cheesecake dream in a row.