Untouchable dreams

Coming out of delirium is one those things___, it is to be enjoyed & despised.
Sleeping for extended periods in a deep state, as if under water, w/ dreams biting at you.
Never can I remember them entirely. Thankfully___.
Last night's, or rather this morning's, was a total trip that has left me feeling as if
I am continually hurdling down an endless tunnel
of images, memories, fantasies & various thoughts. Still, yes, I am beyond the dream state.
What I can recollect is this pink, hairless creature being brought to life somehow.
Similar to a rabbit, which makes sense. Once this creature was cognizant enough it began to run.
& I don't blame it, if I were born into one of my own dreams I'd run like hell too (wait___).
Anyway, there was a group of us initially & I was the only one willing or capable of
going after said pink, hairless rabbit creature. It seemed innocent enough, so why chase it
I asked, but hey___, we're talking about a dream here. Even the people in the group
were those of an oddly scattered nature. People I've met throughout my life, none of which
really knew each other (it was like the blender I throw people I know into
in order to create my fictional characters).
As I chased the creature a state was reached where I was of the same mind as it; so,
I was it & it was me. Strategy from both sides, running away & tracking.
(No doubt typical Gemini mental shit.)
Seems like I caught up w/ it & returned to the lazy group, but as I did so___
the creature disappeared from sight, & I knew it had become a part of me. The group cheered,
celebrating for some certainly unknown reason as I stood back & watched as they crowned
an old friend of mine. A psychotic friend, one of several I've had to distance myself from
for my own sanity. & as I watched her stand on a platform
giving the classic Miss So-&-So wave___ I missed the pink, hairless rabbit-creature.
It had been a better companion to me than any of those in the group.
My disgust was what woke me up, then my alarm brought me completely to, & now___
I'm just fucked___ caught in this weird image tunnel. Feels like my mind is moving
at the speed of light & yet, my body feeling rather inert as I sit typing this out.
Oh, the creature was born out of a white box. Yeah___, the box we thought was full of only
that poofy white stuffing they put in toy animals. It was very interesting to see the
creature born. I even remember the texture of its slimy, new body
as I held it in both hands.

This is going to be a weird day___.