...in a world that is bound by a gray haze, not fog, but not solid, my dream based. Its a rather small world, this I can tell by the fact the ground is very warped, almost as if the world has a diameter of only a few feet, but I can see for perhaps a thousand feet in all directions. I am in the middle of a meadow.. A very warm, summer meadow full of vibrant
flowers...
...I discover myself here sitting in the middle, no feeling except for this "
warmth", which isn't an actual physical warmth, but almost an
emotional warmth...
...I sit "indian style" (is there another name? :),
motionless, arms at my side, leaning back slightly. The warmth encapsulates my body. I feel nothing, see nothing...
...This simple scene has been repeated many times, nothing happens, often I just leave, not getting up, not falling asleep, just dissapear. I have no idea how long I
dream about being here, nor any idea what it means...
... myconid.apr.06.2001 ...