we were s'posed to rise above... but we sink... into the ocean

i had a dream that it was raining. everything that was drying, dying out came back. they were echoes. floating back from a far away place. i left them behind. but i couldn't really.
i heard the sound of breaking glass. like soft bells in the distance. it almost fooled me for a moment. it was like going back in time. but forward.

we cant make a moment. it just happens. but to perceive it is the most easy yet the most difficult thing in the world. easy because it's 'instinct' that leads us to it. difficult, because our instincts have been etherized.