Paths

Maybe awake, maybe not, maybe those suspended moments in between, before the plunge into earlier depths, seminal ancient stem of the brain's eye taking over, as the long day's trivialities submerge and molt to smaller swaths of color and wordless memory, dropping further down to hypnogogic reveries of influence and impression. Maybe awake, maybe not, maybe we can never really know which?  Mind travels its neural circuits and pathways beyond our desire's control.