Memories are intangible echoes of who we were.
Dreams are intangible echoes of What we emanate from.
The most powerful of dreamers are the ones who get to live.
We all flow out from dreamers combining with other dreamers.
Amplifying and canceling, like sound waves ebbing and flowing in the sea of space-time
We flow forth, but also back.
Dreaming is a world unto itself.
It is the model by which we can fully understand physical reality.
The casual powers exist in the whole, but not in any of the parts.
Thoughts growing against the resending darkness - The Void.
Perhaps we never go completely quiet on the fabric of reality; the vibration that excites us to life likely just... calms.
We forever remain a faint resonance in The Hall of God.
Thoughts reaching out to each other to grow new thoughts.
A network forming in The Mind of God Itself. A spark of energy that stimulates The Creation Motive to act.
Thoughts reaching out to other thoughts. Life lived as a dream.
This is our essence.
CyberArtTime 
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