The Great Depression, 1929

Only in sleep , time is forgotten .

Reality is the buffer on the soul.

Only in sleep , signs of what may come .

Take advantage of that my dear .

In this world, reality makes people hate the color of your skin, the way you look, any naive thing that will make the anchor drown ...

This is reality my child .

Mama read you “happy” books for a reason when you went to sleep . She was only doing her job . She couldn’t foreshadow the agony of your soul or your heart breaking over the lustful identities and foolish idolatry of our world.

Mama read you “happy” books for a reason when you went to sleep . She was only doing her job . She couldn’t foreshadow the agony of your soul or your heart breaking over the lustful identities and foolish idolatry of our world. —Drew Skyland