Where God Lives

Even as I write this I am fading in and out of sleep on a flight back to Los Angeles. I am lucid enough to capture my thoughts on tablet but close enough to the unconscious not to try to make sense. It feels like an afternoon nap were reality and dream melt together like a 50/50 bar as it swirls with mixed color. In that state everything is possible and there are no limits. People can fly, trees talk, and time is not linear. This is where God lives.

We think too much and dream too little. We are awake far more hours than are required and our minds are stuck in logic mode. Where is there room for imagination to shatter the boundaries of probability? When will we prove the theory of unbelievability…that anything is possible.

There are laws in the universe yet to be discovered. Spiritual physics, untested and unnatural laws, meta-experiences and quantum encounters.

I long for the day when my sojourns into the spiritual realm eclipse the natural and the two become one. Like "Sixth Sense" and "Matrix." Let the worlds converge.