I'm going to put this right here:
everything around us, and all the people and things....are the visible
result of an
invisible movement of some heart, a gleaming idea in a mind,a dream
made tangible:
we do it every day, planning, scheduling,hoping.....
It takes a lot of Material Time to bring these things into our (so-
called)
"Reality". But it is the invisible, intangible impulse which makes
things "BE".
We found a magic way to extend our Dreams into a medium where they
could be shared....
almost instantly!
VR is just as "REAL" as our heavy slow unpredictable "RL".
Yet, as actors all, we are aware of this:
PROSPERO:
" Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd tow'rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep".
( The Tempest Act 4, scene 1, 148–158 .Shakespeare)
Like children of a happy family, we are now all scattered
as if by war, or some unforeseen "Twist of Fate".
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rKqmg0k9jbo
Many are wandering from place to place, one is sad about this.
One longs to find that this 'diaspora' has, itself, been just a BAD
dream!
Of Love:
Size, shape, weight, scent or colour -
Can you tell me?
Age it has perhaps?
Of notes - how many in that song?
In what Language spoken ....
Heard it, have you?
Weight of gold -
How much costs Love?
(Bel wrote this.)
Because..."a bird does not sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a Song".
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