Dream world

Is a dream world the real world and physical reality the dream world? That is the question. 

So all the mushrooms look real but they are actually images in my mind theater. So does Alice.

And all of our communications just happen in  a dream world.

It started when I  believed I inhabit my dreams in a lucid state.

A dream world and a day-to-day 3D reality, they are just a hairbreadth apart.

Mushrooms Parachuted In

A small white mushroom parachuted in when my mind felt entangled to Alice. All "Alices" in the book of Wonderland never left unhighlighted.

So I saw Alice in a mushroom, and my mind theater reinforced that this was Alice. 

People related this to positive power of coherence.

Is this white colour the colour of snow, whereby Alice happened to be playing with snow right now in Nebraska?

So people said we are receivers and retransmitters of thoughts. And dreams are just the consequences of gravitational force, for example, between I and Alice.

I expect to see more mushrooms parachuting in.

Blues

Keeping one foot in front of the other and we will reach where we intend to. 

Alice is doubtful. Should her thought be running or walking wild in a rabbit hole?

All mushrooms live a slow life. They may not finish those twelve chapters in Alice's Adventure in Wonderland, but they are so bright. They may not run a marathon, yet they are colourful.

Should her thought run wild while walking, walk wild while running, run wild while running, or walk wild while walking? 

This is one of the day after a long holiday. 

I wonder whether this post-vacation blues does happen to Queen of Hearts, Mad Hatter, Caterpillar, White Rabbit, Cheshire Cat etc. 

Happy Year of the Dog

I keep running.  Though worn out and sweat-purged, I love howling my satisfaction to the moon at the end of the run.

So I keep running, and there are always some mushrooms, over some times and some points, put on new and bright clothing, greeting me Happy Chinese New Year.

This is the Year of the Dog.

The tunnel is now through; the rabbit hole over here is connecting the rabbit holes at your ends. Let's come and celebrate together.

White Rabbit. White Mushroom

Continued to run speedily, Alice lost the White Rabbit at one of the corners in Wonderland.

Instead, she saw some white mushrooms. Smiling, Alice looked behind the mushrooms trying to find a trivial tail that would reveal the identity of the rabbit.

She believed a flawless transformation never exists; even night has fallen, when a tunnel connects both ends of Wonderland is successful dug , there is a light and there is the sun.

She had this strong belief, not until she found the White Rabbit ran passed the corner of her eye.