Time to rise, my friend,
but before you do, a question:
if you were to die while dreaming,
would you know?
Would you lie there cooling in the bed
while wandering through a palace
or riding a wild dog along a red ocean
at the sunset of twin suns? Would your heart cease
in the middle of finally getting
an answer from your mother
about the troubling dates of her first marriage
and your birth?
with the never-before-seen Right Light
of your Life?
In other words, if you die
in the middle of a dream —
if you stop being, just stop —
do you continue?
Would you even know you are
no longer? Are you certain?
Are you certain it’s Monday again,
and that you will be rising shortly?
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