Where is the Dream, The Dreamer, What was it he saw when last he dreamt, Or did he dream at all; or unable to recall Waking to the morrow but just another day?
He did say, “ ... yesterday is all but forgotten and tomorrow never comes, its always today. But know, that tomorrow is remembered if it is we dream and remember what was dreamt. Yesterday never leaves if we believe in the one most important thing in life . . . our self!”
“The ‘Self’ isn’t so easily carried, worn or defined. my self isn’t yours nor yours mine or another’s. Are then dreams a place we look into or from, or are just yours or mine or are they something more?”
“If the Dreamer dreams and tells, is it a remembrance or a wish, hope or the mind sorting yesterday. Then if it is that the dreams prove true or seems to did it that we believed and brought it to the morrow?” Too many questions leads not to a belief or a founding and when I said so, the Dreamer smiled, saying, “Now You have learned; and the dreams are dreamt by all or one for none stand or sleep alone.” Then closed his eyes.