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It's dark. You are sleeping. A dream floats in on the dark horizon. your closed eyes blink. You see the moon. Is this really a dream? A cloud passes by. A coyote howls. An overwhelming feeling of peace, and fear swallows you like the cloud he cloud passes and the moon is is full view. It is big. bigger than you have ever seen the moon before. Someone touches your shoulder. *i shouldn't be here* yo think. You wonder who is holding your shoulder, but you can;t turn around. The grasp was gentle but firm. The hand was warm. You really want to turn around. what a wierd dream. You feel trapped in huge chains. You don't know who you are. You are an empty void shell. You feel nonexsistent. You close your eyes tightly trying to wake up. *I am here. This dream cannot control me.* you think. The weight falls from your shoulders. You feel free. The coyote howls, but the sound was welcoming. You turn, who do you see? Yourself. Your own self who is laughing, and rejoicing. You know who you are. You are not an empty void shell. You are you, that's just the way it is. . . . . . . . . . .
How do YOU feel about the moon?
The dream. . . . . . . . . . . .
Not everything is as it seems. . . . .
