"...One wonders"

Beware inking down of your dreams. They’ll either end up in some future holy scripture, and or as evidence at your trial. This runs through my mind as I try to make a kind of coherent sense of my dreams of late. Time is not linear, and space warps. The damned thing stretches contracts, and twists. Like origami on crack whiskey, and pastries. I mean just ask Niels Bohr…he’ll give you an earful.

Else-where, and Else-when. We’re not from here. I wonder if all the stories, and wonderings that dreamers keep putting before our eyes. I wonder if they come from the same place. One soul seven billion bodies. I wonder.

Family. You’re my family, and friends. All I have in the world. Some my blood relatives some chosen family. We chose each other. A digital hearth, and home. If done right these platforms of meeting could be such a miracle. It is, but could be so much more. More heart, and introspection will get us there.

Else-where else-when. We’re not from here.

Well, that would confirm certain oddities from early childhood. Hearing singing as I fell to sleep. Seeing the sky as different colors from what I was told it was. Remembering sight of the Earth from above, and far away. I saw our cloud covered home as we see it now. I saw it as it really is before there was the evidence of science. In my life others have confided the same. Wonders unexplained. Not from here. Given things a common conclusion. Be well be kind be safe.