Maya

When men dream, each has their own world
When they are awake, they have a common world


-Heraclitus of Ephesus


To gaze at a river made of time and water
and remember Time is another river.
To know we stray like a river
and our faces vanish like water.


To feel that waking is another dream
that dreams of not dreaming and that the death
we fear in our bones is the death
that every night we call a dream.

-Borges