A Billion Burning Dreams

You made yourself a ship from barnacles and broken coral reefs, reached down into the depths of that sea and dredged up forgotten memories that the mind had disguised as bad dreams. You welded together a steel hull from their reality to guide you, to carry you, kicking and screaming: “You will not conquer me!” In time you will find a peninsula, an entire continent populated by peace, where the light that reached for you will still be shining. It turns at the top of a lighthouse that you were building all along with the hands that no longer grasp at secrets.

They are free. You are free. You will leave those memories shipwrecked on the beach, the sea will no longer swallow you, and you will learn that the light was always yours.

I was only its keeper.

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