You know the story of Rancho, the man who once dreamt he was a butterfly, and upon awaking he asked himself " Am I a man who dreamt he was a butterfly, or am I now a butterfly who is dreaming he is a man.

I am drifting through time and space, what am I? The eternal question, yes, I remember now, I am part of the cosmic consciousness, and I know all there is to know, no, I am the cosmos, and I am omnipotent.

How long has it been since I had a terrestrial body, a billion years? So long I don't remember what emotions are, or do I? I remember the concept, however I have forgotten how to feel, or to dream, again I know the concept, but I no longer have a conscious memory, I have forgotten how to dream, or have I?

I sometimes ask myself, am I dreaming now? When I awake will I find that I am a man or some other terrestrial life form, dreaming I am traveling through the cosmos, or am I the cosmos�?

And does it really matter?

After all, it's only a dream�