Dreams

It is you but perhaps not after all. Your
voice, your thoughts, your unique way of 
perceiving, observing, drawing conclusions
yet what conclusion can you draw from
this? Is it you, or is it someone else that
you subconsciously portray. And why
stop at just two personas, perhaps when
we view films and empathize with the
principal individual sympathetic to our
own concerns we are in reality emulating
albeit with complete oblivion what we
live through. Perhaps we have been
created with multiple personalities
reflecting multiple individuals not all
of whom are recognizable much less
visible, one dominant actor in view as
others hover discreetly awaiting their turn 
revealing themselves in a nightly drama
not devised by you but precipitated by
the interim we know as sleep. Do we
dream we are actors managing a stranger's
episodic appearance for surely that is not us
not who we are, unrecognizable and hugely
at variance with our concerns and values
an intruder our unconscious selves civilly
tolerates. But they are intruders with no
entitlement we know of and nor must we 
tolerate their presence yet we are helpless 
to deny them entry to our night dreams.