What am I? (redux)

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You blink you might miss this exquisite myth, rhythmic tidbit, fiction, innit?
​You blink you might miss the most tragic epilogue
Of a man who travels on even though his vessel's gone
My advice is listen twice to this pelagic pedagogue
Yeah, you heard it, listen to this flowing docent water god
​Yes me, your humble narrator
Plus Boss on the fader, we're mere world creators
Crafting tracks from scratch so exact our minds match
Getting closer to God in this modern theatre
​Have you ever felt a yearning sensation
For using all your wisdom and your learning from the ancients?
Like the man who washed ashore, overboard, years before
Came to dream a man to life with an old earth cantation?
​He crawls to the temple's foundation
The circular ruins have been long overtaken
By the forces of nature, silvester, fertile protector
Cutting through the jungle but with no trepidation!
​His turn to enter
There's a bas-relief stela in the burnt out center
Evidence of the zealots
It's both foul and angelic, he bows to this relic
​Now without distractions that would intervene
He closed his eyes and then soon he begins to dream
A chaotic array of faces each with random features
Surround him in all the seats of an amphitheater
​It's a question that I am faced with everyday
If you had an audience what would you say?
Could you liven your crowd up, no matter the odds
In a lecture hall reaching as far as the stars?
​He dismissed the rest when one pupil shows promise
Who makes progress now conscious of his conscience
But after one night of a dreamless slumber
The dreams don't return, and nor does the novice
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You blink and you'll miss it, while our vision is omniscient
I'll revel with the javelin, Rib hits you with the discus
Our mystic's insistent to revisit his apprentice
So he ministers his mind both judicious and pernicious
Despite the piercing sense of desiderium
He abandons hope his disciple will appear again
In near delirium, intoxicating concentration
Lost in cogitation he begins another dream ascent!
​Have you ever pondered something so deeply
That suddenly you realize that it's lost all meaning?
So he starts over from the core, a coronary organ
Two weeks dreaming of a heart but one not yet beating
​It's strenuous to cerebrate night on end
He casts a boney frame so the heart might contend
As the year ends dreaming every single hair and
He makes a new being and celebrates quite content
​He tries to teach the girl but nothing sticks
A simple golem, could nothing more come of this?
He prays to the relic in the center of the temple
Resembling a seahorse but more credibly a devil
​The marine deity makes him a deal
See the girl lacks the essence to think breathe and feel
Only the water god and the man will know the truth
With the gift of quintessence and she'll think she is real
The novice gains knowledge, the man's accomplished
And sends her off to the metropolis to pay homage
In time he hears of a woman who breathes underwater
And fears that his daughter learned the truth of her father
​His remorse is cut short by a cloudburst
As the rains rise he tries to clench his mouth pursed
In disbelief the water he can breathe it in
He realizes then that someone else is dreaming him!
​It's a question that I'm faced with every night
Am I a man or a god, or something like an antichrist?
Is this life, one long cognitive operation
A fraught, nocturnal autonomic modulation?
Long, wrought and prolonged, honestly
It's dawned on me this all might be a simulation
Oh gosh, if that's my raw approximation
What's my obligation then to consecrate the ancients?
Can dominant thoughts oxidate in moderation?
If it hits different, it's a different connotation
Is this concept, just some nonsense consummation?
My mind's oscillating between these postulations
Yo, in other words, speaking literally
Is everything it seems, or am I living in a dream?
Speaking real words, as real as you and me
Is everything it seems, or are you living in a dream?
Yo in other words, I mean it literally
Is everything it seems, or am I living in your dream?
Speaking real words, as real as you and me
Is everything it seems, or are we living in a dream?

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