Imagine That

IMAGINE THAT

i stir noisily, waking from my Crytonic Sleep.
Scared, Startled, I scan my surroundings.
Where am i?
Who am i?
Thrashing to move,
I can’t get through.
Bound by technology,
held in place. As warmth engulfs me,
i begin to recall.
…A fateful day,
late in Autumn.
A nutty professor.
Tales of insanity.
But, I believed him?!
Lectures on everything.
Nanotechnology,
Lucid Dreaming,
Virtual Reality.
Flashes of past, etched in my mind.
Talks after lectures.
Late night planning.
I agreed to the plan.
What was there here?
Nothing for me.
this world,
this Time.
Destruction of peace.
calamity, Death of love.
All love gone
the world, dry of emotions.
Why stay in corruption?
So, I agreed…
Now I wake.
My blood begins, pumped through dialysis.
I warm, stepping from here.
Dressed in garments, hung nearby.
I find a way, stepping into the world.
The year being many moons past my life.
Melodic chanting fills my ears.
A calm soothing song,
eminating from everywhere
its source nowhere.
I walk out, my step lighter.
looking down, my feet take on new meaning.
My heart leaps to my larnyx.
A glass surface underfoot.
Shining perfection.
I reach my tips to touch.
But! Nothing Filmy atmosphere being all is there.
A world of busyness.
I move on.
Passing rocking horses,
rocking.
These animals snorting,
giddy w/play.
Satyrs moving, riding upon the saddles.
Chasing fairies
through clear clean air.
Little ones flittering through the future sky.
Laughing like children,
leaving a trail.
Pixie dust eminates nearby.
Playing,
flying high through multi coloured clouds.
(Cotton candy, my only comparison.
Fluffy blues, & pinks, & whites.
Ecstatic youthful treats consumed by the innocent.)
A bright sun,
UV rays gone forever.
Daylight here,
Where’s it from?
Illumination engulf,
but from nowhere.
The world changed.
Buildings of glass,
or plastic, perhaps?
I walk over,
(or whatever the hell you want to call it.)
My fingers touch.
the vibrations warm my soul.
Electric stimuli courses through,
causing my blood to boil.
(It’s a nice feeling though.)
Through these futuristic walls,
I see the societies unembarassed actions.
Hermaphrodites their neon auras glowing.
Self satisfication in the showers.
The increasing cavity sounds leading to energy zap,
in futuristic Buddahism.
Tranquil,
mental climaxes dominates this time.
Blue haired aliens, loving human companions.
Share loving, & Water loving,
on a sea of glass.
Peace,
tranquility
No wars.
Even the dogs,
(although now they have two tails, and no ears),
are washing mother’s kittens.
A time of future perception,
Evil & Corruption abolished.
(Computers are the good guys.)
A time of technology,
Minds running our universe.
No hate.
Monpolies gone,
Japan redefined it’s terms.
Times of hunger,
homelessness,
& HIV, gone forever.
Thoughts of nothing.
Just swimming tranquility,
on the lovers Sea of Quiddity.
Ultimate everything,
complete perfection.
Reproduction of the soul,
never losing a loved one.
No death,
date rape,
or drugs.
No Democrats,
donkeys, or
Jackasses.
(“Hey Clinton! Catch that one?”)
No nothing,
just complete calm.
Loving creatures,
living in perfect harmony.
I look around,
seeing a land of everything.
A roar increases, starting as a pin drops.
(Sort of like an AT&T commercial.)
Then growing in magnitude.
It’s my name!
I hear a recognizable voice,
calling me.
I begin to fall,
then I turn to see my friend.
What the hell!
Where am I, now?
“Damn, I was dreaming!”
I stand groggily,
leaving the lecture hall.
Seeing the nutty professor,
or shall I now say,
the good doctor, gathering his papers.
Now knowing his truth,
I step into reality of my time.
Screams eminating,
calamity, once again, rushes,
(like a ton of bricks.)
I can face it now,
though.
I know,
All will be okay.
It’ll change.
Imagine that,
a world of peace,
No pollution,
just love,
Pure Love.
I can’t wait.