imagine...
you are in a big room, a library, maybe...
the room is well docerated, and everything seems to be in it's place in a meaningful manner... you're sitting, comfortabely, on a comfortable sofa...
next to you, on another identical sofa, sits your lover. comfortabley for sure...
you seem to have made love just a moment earlier. both were satisfied pleasently...
both watching diffrent directions, think the same: fading strings of pleassure in your bodies...
minds? what's mind by the way? another limb of the same body, maybe...
but you may also think of the mind, as a sacred part, away from the physical aspect of your being...
that's also acceptable right at the moment...
you wait, just for the last string to be torn and then you blink...
then you realize, somehow, which i don't know myself, that your lover, and not everything, is not real...
she/he is just a meterialization of an idea, only existing in your mind...
some how, which again i am not aware of, you are considering this as an unrejectable fact...
i will tell you what will happen next: the earth quits rotating in it's usual orbit and chooses another direction...
weightlessness, sorrounds you(!) and everything begins to float...
you, and your lover, begin to fly in the air, with every object in the room dance around you in an oval orbit...
imagine it...
and believe it...
that's not even beyond your imaginations...
