Fading in and out of this world and the next, the night whispers secrets of what might have been. We drift in a haze of vague memories and unknowable things, where all knowledge is accessible and yet so overwhelming as to be useless. The reminder of what was and what can be a great terror among the easily unsettled, but as one sinks in to the darkness of night it becomes something even more powerful than the comforting warmth of your favorite childhood blanket.

In dreams, in dreams, we face the unseen, and try to drag that knowledge back to the waking world. That power, that voice, that smile and freedom of a world created by will. It is a place so private yet one in which you can never be alone. What hosts of darkness and nets might snare, or old acquaintance met? What adventure http://gethostcoupon.com beckons, or debate best be settled?

Do not doubt in the wisdom of these dreams, but instead focus your mind to understand the feelings and lessons brought forth in the fog of the morning forgetfulness. Do not let the power of dreams escape through your fingers, through your first cup of coffee and break with the astral worlds. We see, we know, we are connected, we are one. It is inevitable to realize that we have come apart just to be joined again in due time - or just briefly, as we sleep....