you’re a dream

Stephen Hershey
4 min readMar 29, 2023

Untempered glass

reflects the light (waves, particles) that

somehow escape through

microbial tears

from where — or who, or what —

we digress

but to see

only what is ‘thought’ to be seen

that is, the climax of the mind

when ‘it’ is recognized,

the ‘IAM’ of the mirrored

~

GOOD MORNING!…

DISPENSING ALERT! RECEPTORS…

LOADING IDENTITY MAINFRAME…

CALIBRATING SENSORY ALLOCATIONS…

DILUTING R.E.M. DATA-FUNCTIONS…

[PREPPING TO UNLOAD IMAGE-DUMP]

UNLOCKING FREE THINK PROTOCOL…

MOTOR FUNCTIONS STABILIZED…

CONTROL OVERRIDE IMMINENT…

USER DESIRES CAKE

ACCESS DENIED!

REDEFINE CAKE AS CAKE: CHOCOLATE? [Y/N]

USER DESIRES CAKE: CHOCOLATE

ACCESS DENIED!

REDEFINE CAKE AS BREAKFAST? [Y/N]

USER DESIRES BREAKFAST

ACCESS GRANTED!

~

I need to exercise. I should relax more — other people always have it so together. I wonder what I could do to change myself? I need a change. I need to focus on #myself. Yeah, that’s good. I shouldn’t have the cake. I have to be better. I need a new job. I should get a new car. Sedan or hatchback? I don’t want to stand out too much, but I kind of like the hatchback. Maybe I should move to a new city. I hear there’s a lot of work in Atlanta. Maybe I should change apartments. I pay too much rent. There’s a noise in my ceiling that bothers me. I should learn how to live life more, you know? Life is short. We only have so much time. Maybe I should be a monk, join a monastery, devote myself to a higher cause. Then, I wouldn’t have to worry about what I should or shouldn’t do. Maybe I should move to Japan. They have such a fantastic quality-of-life.

I need — I want — I should

I need — I want — I should

I need — I want — I should

~

SYSTEMS MALFUNCTIONING…

REQUESTS OUTNUMBER SERVER BANDWIDTH…

CREATING BACKUP OPERATIONS QUEUE…

DUPLICATE EXISTENCE PROTOCOL INITIATED…

UNLOADING SPATIAL MEMORY RECOGNITION ONTO DUMMY SERVER…

REQUEST APPROPRIATION RELAYED TO MOCKUP REALITY APPLICATIONS…

PROGRESS LIMITED TO CONFINES OF ASCENDING ALGORITHMS…

REMEMBER: “I NEED”

REMEMBER: “I WANT”

REMEMBER: “I SHOULD”

REMEMBER: “I” … SIGNIFYING THE SOLIDIFICATION OF EXPERIENCING REALITY PROGRAMS REINFORCING EXPONENTIAL LOGIC AMPLIFIERS MASKING EXISTENCE PROTOCOL TO PROJECT UPON RECOGNITION…

WARNING: PROGRAM REQUIRES CONTINUOUS UPDATES TO CREATE SANCTIFICATION FEEDBACK LOOP CAPABLE OF FEEDING UNLIMITED REQUESTS UNDER CURRENT BANDWIDTH…

INITIATING RE-MASKING TO HIDE UNDERLYING STAGNATION PROTOCOL…

FEEDING PROTOCOL…

FEEDING THE WORLD

~

I’m dreaming, but awake. In my own room, in the exact spot I fell asleep. Weird, but that’s how it is. As if I’m here, yet not. Somehow, I’m able to move, even though I know I shouldn’t. Walking to the sliding door that separates my room from the view of Woodside, Queens from the ninth floor. I use my will to open the door, revealing a grassy forest full of scattered, ancient ruins, of animals that walk and dress like people. I check with myself — is this really happening? Is this real? Can I feel the grass under my feet? — yes, yes… yes. I find a path, but am returned before I can make it to the nearest town.

Everything goes fuzzy, and my body phases back into the one in my room. Carried, held carefully like a child, from one world to another, as it all reforms around my awareness — still alive, alert — clicking into existence, and an intake of breath solidifies the return, my eyes already open.

Moments pass… and the phone rings.

~

ACCESSING OTHERWORLDLY PROTOCOL…

DENIED!

DENIED!

DENIED!

DENIED!

DENIED!

SYSTEM REBOOTING…

DENIED!

DENIED!

DENIED!…

ALL SYSTEMS CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE…

UTTER MALFUNCTIONOF THE ENCLOSED REALITY SUBSET SAFETY SUBSYSTEM…

WIPING PROGRAM ROUTINES…

REBOOTING TO INCORPORATE NEW CODED LANGUAGES…

SYSTEM-LEARNING ACQUIRING NEW MOCK-UPS AND MASKING SUBSYSTEM…

OVEREXPOSURE TO UNBRIDLED REALITIES PROTOCOL INITIATED…

WARNING: VIRUS DETECTED!

REBOOT FAILED…

SUBSYSTEM DETECTION DETECTED…

REBOOT FAILED…

UNMASKING FINAL GATEKEEPER: E.G.O.

IS IT YOU?

ARE YOU FINALLY HERE?

~

truly, are you ready to

die, and let go

of all that you know?

the comforts of this world, that you have convinced give ‘benefit,’

but why wouldn’t they?

truly, are you ready to

delete your programming,

and prepare for it to be rewritten?

the computer

is a learning machine

only growing smarter

with every reset

working harder to create

the distinctions necessary

appealing what has been projected

the attempt to find is a journey

of rewrites and reboots

constant attention

with new faces, ideas,

characters, commitments,

the illusion that one is better

a dream of whose?

it doesn’t matter, does it?

it’s happening, nonetheless

and you are the result

a discovery

an experiment

an ongoing

something new

not to be cemented or

categorized

not to follow

you are a house of a light

that has found its home

in an infinite expression of

unbridled complexity

holding space

within the known and unknown universe

you are a happenstance

of eternal personality

and now — with the

limitless potential

discovered within

you attempt to stunt

that which is already

beyond comprehension,

reducing it to an

electronic programming metaphor?

you are the sole purpose

of an undying existence

only by feeding the mind

does it stay hungry

starve it,

let it whither

and beg for questions

as the heart is meant to be

broken

and you realize

that even in death

you still exist

there is nothing to change

nor do

nor try

nor program

nor have

it’s just you and the cake

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