THE DREAMWALKER

The ‘Dream Walker’ walked far in his dreams, as he fell in deep slumber, and the eternal bliss of his dreams. The fabric of time and space bent and collapsed as he passed through the realms of this dream world. His soul crossed the great divide of flesh and spirit in his sleep. His mind surpassed matter, as he experienced past life he had lived, and lived out future realities he was never to witness. In the vast astral plane of the cosmos, alternate realities are possible realities, as future-past and past-present are all embraced, in the greater whole of the multiverse of our minds. He became a great king and struggled as pauper, and his dreams were of the cosmic whole, as if his soul was passed on from one generation to the next; from the beginning of the time until the end. Tonight he was dreaming of new world, wondrous and magic, a place lost in time, but found in soft sands of his soul and sleep alone. He wandered around in the silent streets of this foreign city, and marvelled at its exotic architecture and its strange people from afar. A new world was coming, with a new spirit and purpose. He smiled deep in his sleep, and the fabric of his dream dissolved, as new day was breaking outside in the morn.