The Dream Seed
I had a dream the other night that I was a farmer and deep lover of the land. After the bluest of moons I had an idea that I would cross pollinate many plants with my blood. I drained many pints and fed their roots all of spring and summer and they ate well and grew, I gave them such love and in a dream within a dream they asked me what I wanted with this world, because they could do it, they knew they could and they did. The very next day they had dug deeply and around the entire Earth with my purpose, protect our world and ensure love. They sprouted all at once and destroyed buildings and everything that hurt the land while always protected the living-even the mean ones. These plants gave everyone free food and water. They would form into shelter for anyone and transport you anywhere in the world for free and ideas became directed to where they should be and my plant even helped us conquer the stars. It hurt me deeply to see many fight me and dominate me. I hold them in place, sometimes rock them lovingly to sleep, until I know they won't hurt anyone but I think it is going to take a very long time to change them, if never, so I will love them deeply from a far distance and hope one day that they will see my gift and the many givin before. I think I'll call my seed John, it's a strong name.