The dreams, they’d, become, encrypted, and unless we have a set of keys to decode them, they remained, a total mystery…
Encrypted dreams, they’re that way, to protect the contents, but why would you need to protect the contents of your dreams, and from WHOM are you, protecting them from, the DREAM thieves???
like this, perhaps??? Not my picture…
Encrypted dreams, we all have them, more or less, I suppose, the ones that were so secretive, the ones, only those, hushed voices spoke of, you know the ones I’m talkin’ ‘bout…
Encrypted dreams, that, is what my childhood was surrounded by, too many secrets, of an unknown past, too many monsters, hiding in the darkened corners of my young life, but now, after I’d, found that key to unlock everything, everything became, clear as day, nothing will ever get, encrypted in my life again!
Encrypted dreams, those, were never fun to play with, because they’re not, of those bluer than blue skies, with the white and fluffy, cotton candy clouds, oh no, there were, darker things, that were, encrypted, inside those dreams, and you wouldn’t want any of them…
Encrypted dreams, don’t want them, already, DEALT with these ciphers of my past, and, my mind’s, busting out already. And now, my dreams were encrypted, NO more, my mind’s been, SET free here!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 