Dream To Have

What I write now will remain here in stasis unless elementary forces pretty much beyond our control and ability to fully comprehend stagger about and dominate us on a stage so tremendous we are only now beginning to dimly perceive our place in this ongoing sector of the developing universe.

In fact one of the reasons for this dream to have been provoked in the first place has been to better our observation of the potential nature of our world surrounding us.

Time, when viewed as all that we really have, becomes a tad more tangible as we imagine it slipping through our fingertips every day.

The dream I am going to have will feel like an electric day in the late fall of our youth.

The leaves will be very detailed and feel so crisp in their simulated presentation.

I recall this appearance as having been drawn from my own memory.

That is because my visual cortex must render the images I see into pixels if they are to be translated from a camera which captured them.

This exchange of having released the captured image for our selves to see is really a spectacular example of spirit depiction.

I will dream that outdoors, where we are all relegated, I have decided to knock on the front entrance of a random principality.

The blue eye scans me and the gateway unlocks with a click.

I reach over and open the hatch and that's how easy it is to get back inside.

After dreaming that I have boiled some water and allowed a bag of tea to steep for four minutes I consider that any vision after this must be wasted.