That Dream

Feb 24, 2011 18:13

And it happened that ,while he was peacefully sleeping, a weird vision began to siege his mind. What this vision consisted in it's not meant to be narrated now as I preferer, dear reader, to let you know that it was not the Prince ability to dream. Not that I mean he wasn't able to remember or even guide his onirical activity but, literally, he could not perform at all this kind of art we periodically enjoy during night and, perhaps, even during the day.

I imagine your shrugging, reader, after the acknowledgement of this particular detail.

Perhaps you may have read about dreams, and all the mental processes involved during that activity. Perhaps you may have heard that even some animals are thought to be sharing this ability with mankind. And, if you belong to the cultivated spirits plagued by the thirsting urgency of reading religion essays, especially Oriental Religions, you may even know that Enlightened beings cease to dream, for they have reached the highest state of consciousness in which illusions are not allowed.

And so, was the Prince in possession of a flawed mind? Was he some kind of animal belonging to those who were not as such as evolved as humans? Or was he a Buddha, a new bringer of hope for this lost race that is the one to which  you, reader, and I, belong?

I'm sincerely afraid that "no" is the answer to all the questions I have already said before and, unfortunately, even to every question you may ever ask yourself, and obviously to myself.

The fact is, my dear friend, that the Prince was a dream himself, existing beyond time and space. He had to obey to a very specific set of rules and laws, as for every Prince there is undoubtfully a King, and to this particular King, the Prince owed his very own life.
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