The Beautiful in the Unconscious
So tired right now that I’m finding the greatest amount of beauty in those moments right between waking and sleeping, when my eyelids are fluttering, my mind is no longer racing, and problems (mostly other people’s) fade into the background for the night. Tonight I’m going to see if I can bring on a dream, to make beautiful pictures in my head, hear amazing words and sounds in my ears, and go on a self-conducted journey of sorts. I haven’t astrally travelled (not intentionally, at least) in a while, so I’m going to give it another go this evening.
Sometimes, you gotta get as far away from your “real” reality in order to see how incredibly gorgeous everyone looks from over there.
But that could just be me hallucinating. You never know.
