Dreams...

...are postcards from the subconscious; inner self to outer self, right brain trying to cross that bridge to the left. All too often they come back unread: "return to sender, address unknown" That's a shame, because there's a whole different world out there - or in here, depending on your point of view. Indeed, for all we know this very moment could be nothing more than vapors of our own imagination. As Bertrand Russell mused, "I do not believe that I am now dreaming, but I cannot prove that I am not." Point is, there might be more to those nocturnal journeys than has previously been considered or accepted.