“Instead of stubbornly attempting to use surrealism for purposes of subversion, it is necessary to try to make of surrealism something as solid, complete and classic as the works of museums”—Salvador Dali
Dream vision
Inverts perception
Surreally
One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams—Salvador Dali
To flat earth
Gravity attracts
Tumbleweeds
Knowing how to look is a way of inventing—Salvador Dali
His cool lid
Was all ten gallons
Of the dude
The secret of my influence has always been that it remained secret—Salvador Dali
Through caverns
Fathomless to man
Ran the Alph
What is a television apparatus to man, who has only to shut his eyes to see the most inaccessible regions of the seen and the never seen, who has only to imagine in order to pierce through walls and cause all the planetary Baghdads of his dreams to rise from the dust—Salvador Dali
Surreally
Our inside-out dreams
Come to pass
It is not important for the public to know whether I am joking or whether I am serious, just as it is not necessary for me to know it myself—Salvador Dali
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Surreal dreams
Defy reality
In mind’s infinity
Paradox
Reality seen
Inside dreams
Life seen through
The eyes of a dreamer
The hope inside dreams.
Hopeless dreams
Inversion of all
Hope fulfilled
Hopeful dreams
A diversion
From fate’s hand me outs.
When we wake
Our dreams are allies
Foiling fate
Awake and asleep
Durin the day my dreams weep
They just want to go back to sleep
Where they can foil fate
It’s never too late
Is it?
Vision dreams
Oft occur in beds
Of flowers
Petaled infusions
Fragrant and sweet
I drag meself from bed
Cloud nine visions
Cloud nine’s floor
Seventh heaven’s rug
Pillow me
Gimme a fairy 🧚🏼♀️godmother
And a flying carpet
That will be my seventh heaven rug
Goddaughter
Hook or weave a rug
With your wings
Weave a rug
Maybe Alladin
Maybe a lamp 🪔
A genie with wings
Fairy tale
Lights a magic lamp
When it’s rubbed 😉
Blown away
The magic of it all
I like to ride the wind
But no magic lamp
turned inside-out
my childhood could have been
the Little Prince’s
Isn’t it
When you read with her
Nothing less 🙂
simplicity and kindness
like that of Pippi Longstocking
seeded within me
And strength! 🙂
without saying
my dream world
as real to me as
waking worlds