We humans are dream walkers.

Sitting in a dark room,
Watching flickering light on a screen,
We create reality.
Our palms sweat,
Our hearts pound,
Or we cry.

We know a movie is not reality.
Yet what we take for reality, is what?
That same dreaming mind, a narration
On top of experiencing --
We take this for reality.

Is experiencing itself, then, reality?
The dream penetrates even here;
The mind that creates the dream
Creates our experience.
When angry, the world looks angry.

Reality,
Fundamantal reality,
Is beyond experience,
Is prior to experience.
In an instant, outside of time,
All is revealed.

All is revealed,
Yet this is only the moment
Before the first step, each step.

To be human is to dream!

To deny dreaming is to trip over one's own feet.
Yet, to follow the dream is to lose one's way.
We each have to address this dilemma,
And answer with our life.

Sometimes we stumble,
Sometimes we are lost.
Sometimes we walk the path with ease.
Does it matter?

I wish you the best.