the one that knows it all, but has long forgotten the colour of his eyes.

is it in the nightmare map of the cosmos up high?
or is it in the signs? or stranger still, just in my eyes?

they don't understand, this is their last chance /
no more idle hands, you'll destroy the lamps

it gives me nightmares something awful /
where I see the death of all reality

looking down, I could say Heaven sent me /
hand me my shovel, I'm going in!

the hunter snares its prey /
I fear and loathe the cockroach, the mirage melts away

dreamless sleep follows the Nowhere King /
when his kingdom comes, darkness is nigh

as below so above and beyond, I imagine /
drawn outside the lines of reason

and if dreams can come true, what does that say about nightmares?

I'll see you on the Moon, where we're throwing a party /
and as you're gasping for the last of air you'll tra-la-la-la-la

A little corner of the nightmare showcasing some of my Micolash portraits.

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The Mensis cage I built: