Da sequência IV

Mr. Dreamer had a sort of dream.
He looked on his beloved rabbit.
Holded it with warm hands, he did.

Wasn't it reality?

Da sequência III

Mr. Sunken came up.
Found a piece of delight moment.
And could fly.

Wasn't it a dream?

Dos acontecimentos

Músicas têm falado mais ultimamente. 
Ou melhor, sempre.

Parecia impossível.
Brandas, as respostas, poucas.
Curto, o tempo, indiferente.

Eu não quero mais brigar. 

Do alvorecer

“Every man is more than just himself;
he also represents the unique, the very special
and always significant and remarkable point
at which the world's phenomena intersect,
only once in this way, and never again”

Herman Hesse

Insomnia's Preludy.