To dream is to dive into the abyss - listen closely, for the silence will teach you. The echoes of unsung songs vibrate in the air, waiting for an open heart to translate their cryptic messages.
Melodies are often disguised as whispers; heed the call of the small feathered voices. Can you hear the empty spaces? They contain precious nuggets of wisdom.
In the interstices of thought, project the images that elude words. Each silhouette marks the ground of ethereal existence. Explore this further.
Remember, oh seeker, to breathe deeply of the dreams. Inhale the silence, exhale your fears. The universe waits.
Patterns emerge from the chaos of night. Watch the sky unfold its stories as you lay beneath a blanket of stars.