Nothing or all

Another day of unrealized craving. Another day in which reality is victorious…up to a point. But if I am to comply with the trivial tedium of life I’ll have to accept as well the grand brutality that goes along with it and that would be so overwhelming it would leave no room for hope would it?

The thread is very thin, almost invisible. Sometimes I wonder if it’s there at all or I if hang only on the idea of it.

I dream-therefore I am.