Last night, I saw her in a dream.

She smiled at me and invited me for an embrace.

No one else saw her standing next to me but they believed me as we stood in the circle having a pleasant chat.

Casually, they said I should enjoy her presence. It happens to them too sometimes they said. She comes and touches them with a moment of unthinkable love.

She is calm and she is seeing straight into me with the look in her eyes she always had. Joy and deep sadness in one expression, sparkling as if in feverish pain, kind and framed by long eyelashes.

She is smiling at me as the door of the time that lasts eternally opens for me and shows me that it is only our body that counts passing.

Nothing else ever does. Nothing else ever.

And that is a source of love and freedom which is just another word for nothing to lose.

I am thinking, Love!

Remembering a long time ago dreamed dream… 

A seashore. A tiger. The most gorgeous mighty creature. Lying in the shallow water sunbathing. Me in his arms. The transparent water caressing our bodies.

The state of relaxation next to a source of power so clear that it is unquestionable. The power that can be fatal. The moment of trust. The kind of perfection possible only before the tipping point! The moment from which everything starts going backwards. Like a wave…

Sleep always played an important role in my life. I had all kinds of relationships with Morpheus. From when I was a small child, I had a strong sense that there is a parallel world I live in during the time of sleep. Awaking is a form of going back to sleep somewhere else… That's why my waking process is long every morning. I need time to adjust to the earthly frequency of living and taking my body with me into a new day...