I am convinced each of us exists independently of this waking dream in our own cocoon, and that we create our implementation of the world by interpreting the auspices of a Grand Imagination.
Think of Earth and life as a river. Initially, we tasted our desires a sip at a time at the river's edge and then slipped into its sensual waters as smoothly as if we were shaped for its warm embrace alone.
In the depths of the dream it is difficult to understand how we maintain our independence and freedom of movement because we are held deep in its turbulent flow by our broader strength.
But we surface to step out again, and walk along the shoreline, until we tire of the view, create a new dream or wish for a taste of the old life.
When we step into the river each life is created anew in whatever era along the bank we enter. Since we walk along either side in whichever direction we choose.
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