[Voice 1:] I had this dream last night. [Voice 2:] Dream? Do you still dream? [Voice 1:] Sometimes I do. It must be a glitch in the program. It's like my mind is trying to balance itself out. [Voice 2:] So what of this dream? [Voice 1:] I dreamt this pillar of thick darkness descending through the universe. It was dense and flowing but at the same time solid enough to touch. It was clear to me that it was made of the same fabric feelings and thoughts are made of. [Voice 2:] Are you high? [Voice 1:] No, but I so wish I were. [Voice 2:] Now there's a part of you I could live without. [Voice 1:] Why is getting high such a bad thing anyway? If it was so bad, they would call it 'low'. [Voice 2:] You're thinking with your brain again. [Voice 1:] You're right, I'm sorry. Growing up I was convinced that smart was the thing to be. [Voice 2:] The dream darling, the dream. [Voice 1:] Oh, yes. This pillar of darkness was descending in a straight line through the universe. [Voice 2:] But there are no straight lines in the universe, remember? Uncle Albert proved so long long time ago. [Voice 1:] Could I just... [Voice 2:] No, of course. I'm procrastinating again. [Voice 1:] So, this pillar of, of darkness it was descending and then at this odd time space moment it rested in a giant goblet of light. I could feel the darkness pushing, trying to pierce through the light but it just couldn't. The light wasn't trying to push back though. It just stood there all calm and vibrating ceaselessly. The collision produced this starry blood red dust which was slowly spreading all over the place. Some of it eventually reached me and I noticed it emitting this peculiar noise. [Voice 2:] There is no sound in the universe, silly. The big bang and all happened in complete silence [Voice 1:] And yet there was sound. There was a very precise one for that matter. It was this ongoing E minor cord. I could still hear it ringing in my head. Then the dust and the noise drifted away and I turned and saw it flying to this old barren planet. And by some miracle the moment the dust touched the surface of the planet it became alive. Forests and oceans and glaciers and mountains suddenly emerged out of the nothingness. And animals all sorts of them and people. And then I knew: this dust was the lifeblood of this planet and of all planets. Thoughts and feelings filtered through light give us life. Life in E minor. [Voice 2:] Love, why do you burden yourself with such things? All I see here is sophistry mixed with a bit of surrealism. [Voice 1:] Surrealism? Oh, come on. You know that... [Voice 2:] But where were you then? I mean where were you sitting to be able to see all this? Make no mistake. There is no seat in the universe. [Voice 1:] You are right. There is no seat in the universe and if there ever was it's been empty for millennia and it's absolutely impossible for me to have been able to see all of these things. But for what it's worth, for that brief, subtle moment I think that I was the universe. [Voice 2:] You think you were the universe? Come now, give us a kiss, we're turn off the light and put your darkness to sleep. [Voice 1:] Don't you ever remember your dreams? [Voice 2:] No not for a long time I haven't. [Voice 1:] But what did you dream of when you could still remember? [Voice 2:] Can't be sure but I think I, I was dreaming of freedom...