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| Nebula RCW49 |
I dreamed a dream that wasn't a dream...
in the manner I usually do...
The bright white light arranged itself into a grid that reached around the planet and then spread out into space...
Rather than pulsing and flying around as you would expect white light to do, it conveniently froze into a series of steps or platforms...
Or maybe it was time that cooperated by refusing to move...
Not being one to question a good thing when it presents itself I took the opportunity to climb the 'stairs' which became ever more narrow the further out (up? away?) I went...
(Isn't that always the way when you choose a point in time path through a multi-universe dreamview?)
I only had to jump a few times along the way and when I reached the top, the void, the pinnacle of this decision...
I jumped into the spinning place and whirled the light from the tips of my fingers...
Alive and moving again... Swirling and purple and white...
Roiling with what can only be described as the perfect match of purpose and desire...
I think I'll stay...
You come too...
