You close your eyes for the last time, as this life ends, as this dream evanesces and is gone to the keeping of memory. And you open your eyes in a new reality, awakened from the Earth dream, and loved ones bid you on.
How do you know that? he asks.
How indeed? I hardly know how to answer.
Well whoever said that I mean, how do they know that?
Oh but I said it.
Oh you said that?
Yes. And how do I know it? It’s a good question.
I suppose my guides told me, or maybe it was intuition. I just know.