Spirit Dances

The spirit danced in its conscious sleep, tossing and turning in one long dream, giving birth to the gods who too were spun into the fabric of a false solidity. The gods moved the dreams, the dreams moved the gods – because they were one in the same. Soon, in the loose and serpentine illusion of time, ideas were born, creating the stars and the planets of an infinite heaven, and soon we too were born into them, and with our minds and dreams within the dream we gave birth to all things: Night and day, blue and starry skies, moon and sun. We danced in its light, its gift of life, unaware that we too were but the dreams of a sleeping God.