It is inside every landscape, every possible dream and imagination. Can you imagine, can you move through the stars. This morning there was a monster on my back, holding me down and trying to kill me. I could have opened my eyes and let it slip away, but I realized it was not time for wimping out and waking up, so I returned and allowed the pressure to hold me down. A second time I was given the option to wake and still I allowed the pressure to hold me down. I was being pushed down and with the pressure on my back I rolled over, and the thing which was a monster became my old friend Bobby, so I said his name and he backed up a little, then I said his name again and his face softened, we were playing a game, wrestling around and he had gotten mad, but now he was relaxing...then I woke. I lay there contemplating the paths of our lives, then I spun onto my side and found myself in so many places, who is all and what is everything? I see you behind every veil, you are in each dre...