I dream a lot. I always dream. Every night when the sun creeps behind the veil of night and the creatures of darkness reign, I lay my weary head on a pillow and begin to wonder through the cosmos that is one’s mind. A beauty, indiscreet  and incomprehensible to the normal active human can be released, or ones deepest desires unleashed into a metaphysical world and leave your waking mind thirsty for what only its imagination can provide; they are all given in ones dreaming state. Needless to say, I dreamt last night. A dream that only creeps up sheepishly out of one’s sub-conscience every now and then, but its impact is vivid and inescapable.

       I dreamt I was the universe. I was everything that ever did, does and will exist and my head was full of the knowledge of time, space and matter. I was everything that moved and bustled with life, I felt every emotion, all the passion, love, and hatred of all sentient life, locked and blistering in my head. I watched as the universe sprang into life from the darkness and erupted into an array of beautiful colours, and swirled into the dark void as one cosmic entity. I effortlessly fluttered past galaxies swirling with colour and vibrant with energy and gazed as the swirls of gas mingled and twinkled into one another, and watched the lifetime of planets as they cooled and became life sustaining worlds. I saw everything that would ever exist, their timelessness compressed into one state as I watched their birth, and death roll into one and became one more memory in an expanding universe. 

       I was one with the cosmos,  watching, feeling, probing into the dark secrets of each world, merging with the life force that drove each one, each green, zealous world, then streaming out through the vastness of everything, past moons and comets, past shimmering stars casting their radiant shadow over the heavens, past the whisking galaxies shining out and becoming wisps of light entangling, plunging down the vortex of time as I sped away, my body pulsating with the knowledge and convulsing energy of universe.

       Then I came across the earth; a great, beautiful orb, floating proudly against the backdrop of the sun; its guardian Máni orbiting slowly, reflecting the suns light and appearing a ghostly pale amid the expanses of a black universe. I saw, for the first time, life on the planet.