Love rescue me

"So runs my dream, but what am I?
An infant crying in the night
An infant crying for the light
And with no language but a cry."
~ Tennyson

In my dream last night I was on live prime time TV program. I was asked to say few words about some trivial matter but instead I started speaking of love and compassion and standing for impossible causes and not being afraid to cry when things hurt. And in my dream I was able to make the whole country wake up from this agreeable somnolence of the American Sleepwalkers Incorporated.

Then I woke up with a splitting headache from too much drinking the night before and right there next to me stood my childhood terrible twins Cynicism and Resignation who in the later years of my life became my closest friends and companions and they said I had a terrible dream. It seems I have more and more of those terrible dreams but the twins keep watch over me. I think I will be fine.  ¶ 12:44 PM