Cascade of dreamz.........

When the dream becomes reality? When the surreal meets the real?
This time before time. Where memories flash by, picture by picture. The puzzle comes together to form now. And now is when we go back. In a flash. We are back in time. Frozen once again. But in a different time. A different universe. Spin with me in my eddying emotion. Cruise with me through my youthful fantasy. Flow with me in my surging spontaneity. Swim with me in my divine euphony. Float with me in my phantasmal heaven. Whirl with me in my fragile bubble. Fly with me as I escape
reality..............



I had this dream a couple of nights back ....to b precise b4 os online......
When I walked into this dream for the first time, it didn’t seem like a dream. Everything seemed the way it was supposed to be. Nothing was out of place.....
The clouds, like an outstretched hand, cupping the sky. The light trickling through its fingers. The light of the day above its hand, the light of the night below. Slowly disappearing darkness. It is an indeterminate time of day. Could be morning or evening , it is not clear....Icy winds, tell the coming of the rain. The way the light fell, you could tell it was manipulated. Soft, Glowing, Highlighting. Shining, but not bright enough to make you look away. It drew me in. Softly but surely.......
I`m walking on the sea shores... deeply engrossed in a conversation or rather some kind of arguement about life, success etc etc (me n my dreams lolz ) . Out of the blue I see a wave rising from the sea. . It is just something a bit out of the ordinary, more like a monsoon expression. Except it hardly makes a difference I realise, what you call it. The wave keeps rising and rising - in slow motion - and the name you give it doesn`t matter because all of a sudden I know it is going to crash down on us soon! ( water.....used to be my greatest fear, my reason for not learnin to swim but probably after goa where i decided to kill my fear ..its the lizards which top the list these days )


Strangely I dont feel frightened . Just somewhat reluctant to undergo the possible pain of death by water and read the same in his eyes ....... I just keep still. I wait and so does my friend. Any moment it is going to happen. Still nothing, and I am where I was - waiting. The seconds seem like hours. At some point it is clear to me that the wave has passed and for some strange reason we have not been affected. We are still alive.

Looking at it the next morning I had this sensation that that is what it was. Essence is the thing that remains when all around is being buffetted and everything is undergoing change. Essence is the unchanging part of me whose expression in the world is changing.

And on that wise note I have to retire for my dinner .... my fav aloo ki sabji apparently waiting on the mess table :)