I Had a Dream

Martin Luther King

I had one of those magical MLK moments last night. One of those crystal clear dream moments when every thread of my illogical thoughts caramalised into a fudge like state of total and believable reality. The kind of moment that is absolutely momentous when hatched with your head buried under a pillow. One of those moments of insight that is almost knife like in its cutting accuracy. I had a dream. I had a dream that my hypothetical and spiritualistic dream like trance state of transformation from mere mortal to respected Author, Songwriter, Poet, Idiot had been accepted my mainstream literary agents and publishers of the world as the absolute