The following is a dialogue between two who have never met face to face but both exist in physical reality. Although they have not met, they know each other through dream visits with one another and they have met on the internet, although one of them, the man, has an unfair advantage in that he keeps changing user names in order to approach her. Be that as it may, here is the latest spurt of growth in the relationship which is not a real relationship at all because dreams contain so much unreality, or shall we say, dreams point to something of value which is not manifest in physical reality yet and may not manifest at all, but within it’s own time the dream event may manifest as something quite different than first thought.

LR, the dreamer lady: You can’t just steamroll your way thru life making assumptions everything is free to you for the taking that you want. Stop picking me up and carrying me around in these stupid dreams. In one dream I tried to pick you up and you wouldn’t let me. It’s just that you’re so lightweight I knew I could pick you up.

BR: the typical man: huh?

LR: that’s what I thought you’d say.
You’re certain, right?

BR: I’m always right about these things.

LR: Just for the sake of analogy, suppose you are right about us and I’m one of your hands. While your right hand is over there busy doing something, I as the left hand am busy doing something that you have no clue about, and as well never ask me about so i could tell you.
You may be right that we have an agreement to fulfill, but it is likely not going to look like what you expect it to.
Business is bus–ee..ness I suppose.

LR: This morn I was thinking that I always thought that you knew you were in a role in a movie. In the theatre of life. I thought you knew we were sometimes the audience, and sometimes had an active role in the same movie. I liked your persona, or personality and thought it was funny, that you were projecting a sense of sarcastic humor. Sarcasm is a snarl dressed up in glittering robes of unfaithfulness to Agape love’s purpose. I had to burn my robes a long time ago but I still enjoyed gazing upon your colors. The cleverness of your put-downs is unexcelled.

Now I see you were dead serious about it all. Not meaning to be funny at all. I see your belief system is behind the whole public display..the personality, the self image, all of that was the real you and you had no perception of life being as actors on stage participating in a drama of preconceived prior consensus agreement.

You’re so into the movie, when it ends you’re not going to want to get up out of your seat and go home. Life can so be like a roller coaster ride and sometimes we want to buy more than one ticket just for the thrill of it all. That’s what worried me. Now, it no longer worries me. I think you will be fine now without me in your life necessarily, and that you will understand my viewpoint whether it aligns with yours or not, at the end of the movie.  I was wrong in how I saw you. What is right, is that the worry is gone, that I will cross the bridge alone and you will remain for another rerun of the roller coaster movie, perhaps. I was wrong that I would enjoy the roller coaster ride. I really don’t, now that I’m older. It’s a little like taste in music; I’m into longhair music these days, I may be incorrect but I think you are still with the rock music.

It is human nature to think others are thinking along these avenues of what’s self evident in one’s own life and experience, that others can view life as you yourself view it. So I am very human and make no apology for misconceiving who I thought you were. In truth, I conceived you in a self made role, as I conceive myself in the same, a role of my higher self’s making, not entirely conscious of all the details is the C1 area*, but we are getting there by leaps and bounds, speaking of us, but all of humanity as well.