My version:
awakened asleep
the real world existing in our unconscious minds
are we still passing across the back of a turtle?
did we meet before?
our auras feel like they have touched
focus
bring the pieces together
to realize there is no pattern
to realize there is a pattern
up
hope
grace
distraction
focus
grace
where are we?
outside of time / pure energy
inside of time / energy neither created nor destroyed
ripping the past to build the future
ripping out the future to reach the past
outside of time
where do the quantum arrows of infinites collide?
annihilation
rebirth
matter neither created nor destroyed
infinite energy
asking the wrong questions
staring side to side
staring at the sun
staring at the cracks in reality our eyes have trained us to ignore
breathe in
dissipate
matter changing state
freeing my memories into the cloud of this universe
who am I?
who are you?
which universe are you?
where is your consciousness?
whose hands are on the wheel of your soul?
grace
annihilation
rebirth
hope
fear / fear
hope
a secret handshake with god,
who still needs to pay the bar tab
reverence
grace
hope
fear
dichotomy
dissolution
existence as long as this reality holds
here it is
still
an attempt to bring the threads together
to use this reality, this infinite
to understand
to chrysalis outside of the boundaries of the last infinite
searching for greater infinites
hold it together man
don’t lose it
the math is there
what was that breakthrough again?
distraction
what was that breakthrough again?
after acknowledging belief in infinite energy
are there any breakthroughs left?
or just time
and a question if theory will be put into practice
the potential of universal metamorphosis
cosmic brain awakening, our past and future blurred together
the opposite of a black hole tearing apart dissolution
but the bringing together
the unification
the emergence of the universe as one
we awaken as light
we awaken as every moment of time that has ever passed
we awaken as the universe
and we blink,
then
what next?
GPT 4o
Awakened in Sleep
We walk through dreams, real as the pulse in our veins,
Is the world just a reflection, lingering on the shell of a turtle,
A memory of a touch, an aura mingling with the past?
Focus, focus—
See the pieces, scattered, forming no pattern,
Or is it a pattern we cannot yet perceive?
Upward, upward—
Hope rises, grace follows,
But distraction whispers in the silence.
Focus, grace—
Where do we stand?
Outside of time, where energy pulses pure,
Inside the wheel, where nothing is lost, nothing is gained—
Tearing apart the threads of history to weave the future anew,
Reaching back, pulling forward,
We exist outside time’s grip.
Where do the arrows of infinity meet?
Annihilation, rebirth—
Matter, unmade, remade,
Energy that is endless, boundless.
Are we asking the wrong questions?
Looking side to side, up to the sun,
Down into the cracks where reality splits,
Do you see it?
Breathe—
Dissolve, dissipate,
Let memories slip into the cosmic ether.
Who are we, truly?
Who are you, in this vast expanse?
Which universe do you call home,
And where does your consciousness lie?
Who guides the wheel of your soul?
Grace, annihilation, rebirth—
Hope tangled with fear,
A secret with the divine, unspoken but felt,
Yet, even gods leave debts unpaid.
Reverence, grace, hope—
A balance held in delicate hands,
As reality crumbles and holds,
Here we stand, still.
Threads pulled taut,
We seek understanding in the infinite,
Metamorphosis, a chrysalis waiting to unfold.
Hold on—
The math, the logic—
Where was that breakthrough?
Lost in distraction, or found in it?
Once we believe in infinite energy,
Is there anything left to discover,
Or only time to ponder if theory meets practice?
The universe waits,
A cosmic brain stirring,
Past and future, blurred lines in the sand,
Not a black hole’s destruction, but a coming together,
Unification.
The universe awakens as one,
We blink,
And then,
What comes next?