when classical music comes into my dreams, i dream classical.
of the multi-level clouds over my path. of the distances covered, paths taken and again not taken.
melodies invade my dreams, transfixing them, permeating, transforming them into awareness.
i am in his presence – ever, always.
i become aware of choices. yet i have no idea which is right or why, or whether. i dream classical, incoherent, fragmentary melodies.
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