Good morning… what do you say to a man with a dream? What do you say to a man with nothing to lose, with nothing but visions of magic and a world that turns only to fulfill his every whim? Tell me! Tell me what it is that makes his world so real, so, dreamy. I asked for an ocean of wonder, of magic – and it came. It always comes. I sit in delight at the strangeness that my magic is, the magic of the Is… the universe.
Would you deny my will, my desire? No wait! I remember, it is only I that denies, denies myself. My true Self only has everything. Rooms filled with everything in this magical kingdom called life, real life. Really, whatever I allow, to be. Merry Christmas magical one, Merry Christmas.