Lights Fill My Eyes

I have dreams. They were all compressed firmly under the soil, for years. Alice might feel helpless too, sometimes. Not everything that she can do, nor I.

I struggled, and I continued while I were growing though in dark and suffocated. Who knew, I might be an inch away from the surface.

Yes, it was actually an inch away. Suddenly, light filled my eyes. It was not Photoshop, but very unreal.

Fresh air cannot be taken away by crtl-atl-del or power shut down!

I see myself so handsome, a fact that was long missed. 

Do you agree, my dear Alice?

I can now run handsomely, same to dreaming. 

I should be able to write handsomely too, but not while living in dreams. Too occupied. 

What a Confusion

These mushrooms would not be invisible if looking at the rate of mushrooming. Being invisible beyond the range of 390 to 700nm, I created confusion.

Mushrooms look so beautiful under current climate. I keep running in my free time, so I still look perfect and fit, and more handsome too, at 57 year old.

I invited Alice to run together, hesitation bears no fruits. But she rather stay in her dreamland, much longer than me. She shrinks and grows herself. She enjoys expecting the unexpected.  

What if I run in her Wonderland, shall I enjoy both running and shrinking and growing at the same time?

What a mess!

In Darkness

A typical human eye responds to wavelengths from about 390 to 700nm. I have been outside this range for the past weeks.

With  lot of struggling, I am here now.

I am on the left side, Alice is next to me.

By the way, the process of transformation from a nodule into a mushroom is really not easy. Incredible Hulk can understand how I have felt.

Theory of Shadow

Do I shadow Alice all the way or is it the other way around? This does not matter. Wherever love is, Alice is there.

Alice is an adventurous little girl who may come as a mushroom.

Which one is Alice? Each of the beautiful ones is. There is so much love around.

Alice is sometime colourful, or simply white. Occasionally she likes to be in mysterious black. 

Trying to talk to the mushroom you meet, then I shall hear you. This explains my Theory of Shadow.

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.