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Into the day as by dream I swim To the music of nourished meaning. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#day #dejan-stojanovic #dream #dreams #literature

،على السماء ،رسمت خطا ،من قلبي إلى قلبك ↗

— لطيفة الحاج

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ماذا لو كنتُ فراشة هل كنتٌ سأحبك بالمثل؟ ↗

— لطيفة الحاج

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كل شيء أبيض هذه الغرفة روحي كذباتي ↗

— لطيفة الحاج

#poetry #dreams

أنا ما أحلم به أنا أنت ↗

— لطيفة الحاج

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I learned a long, long time ago, that I could accomplish things in this place we call reality and yet still spend most of my time in the better reality of my mind. ↗

— Kevin Walker

#poetry #reality #dreams

I walk alone, absorbed in my fantastic play, — Fencing with rhymes, which, parrying nimbly, back away; Tripping on words, as on rough paving in the street, Or bumping into verses I long had dreamed to meet. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#words #dreams

For too long a time--for half a century, in fact--psychiatry tried to interpret the human mind merely as a mechanism, and consequently the therapy of mental disease merely in terms of technique. I believe this dream has been dreamt out. What now begins to loom on the horizon is not psychologized medicine but rather those of human psychiatry. ↗

— Viktor E. Frankl

#merely-a-mechanism #psychiatry #dreams

ماذا لو كنتَ طائرا أزرقا هل كنتُ سأحبك أكثر؟ ↗

— لطيفة الحاج

#poetry #dreams

أنت القمر للكوكب الآخر الذي اسمه أنا ↗

— لطيفة الحاج

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