The calm before the tidal wave of renewal
Sweeping aside impractical visions of nothing
Wallowing there, exploring the murky stillness
Slaying down any wishes who would be King
No point in dreaming what can’t be dreamt
Yet to become the dreamer you have to dream
Clouds of dragon smoke clear the bright darkness
Shining a light from which you can delightfully beam
Moving away from dead skin is liberating
As you look back on what you thought you’d become
It turns out that the Devil had your back
Now you have to figure out which side you’re from
Do what you can to engage your prime passions
Even tearing the rule book upside down in half
Before you figure it out you will be moving there
If you are asked how you done it you will have to laugh
Only when you try to be like the other shell suits
Will you fall on your face before you get squashed
The one thing you will be very glad to have done
Is to make sure you worn underpants that are washed
You have to go in to get out what is inside
Break the dam and all of a sudden it will burst
Creative imaginings will be let loose on the world
It does not matter if anyone calls them the worst
Cheers!
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