Guest guest Posted March 18, 2006 Report Share Posted March 18, 2006 The Dream - Self You dreamed you were a postman, say, last night: And do you ask today if he still is - The postman-you who never really was But only seemed to be? It is so plain to see. What was he then? Had he a self? A soul? Or was he just a mask you took? And was The dream with all the dream-folk he real A world no further Than in the mind of you? Why cling in vain to such a phantom self Within the brief horizons of a dream? An intuition of eternity? Right - but whose? The dream's? What is, or what just seems? Be Still, It Is The Wind That Sings Arthur Osborne Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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