After a trek with my loved ones and old shoes, I was sitting on top of a hill and gazed at the landscape in front and below. Beautiful! Green hills, distant mountains, hypsometric tints to light-dark and white hat. Below, a river of rushing waters, fought her battle through vortices, eddies, sudden detours, but never out of his secret, protected from the banks. Next to me, sitting in an angelic woman. Now I thought to be in the afterlife and that he was taken by the hand, by Angelico girl, to be accompanied and introduced in the presence of the Divine, in the immaterial world. Meanwhile, I saw myself from above and Beatrice, I listened to our conversations, I was amused! The words were clear: are you ready? The big event awaits you. I'll tell you something important, pay close attention. Meanwhile, soft music echoing in the valley. Sure ... but what do we do? Where to? Thrill, watching myself from above and pleasant waiting in trepidation. Then, suddenly, a loud noise, everything was gone, I woke up the "nap" in the afternoon, angry dall'aspirapolvere, led with skill by the owner. My wife I was inviting, for a while ', to leave the "station". I realized it was a dream! I rubbed my eyes, I riassettai, I got up and I arranged to return to work. But that dream! in, out of the dream, aware as I spoke to sleep and dreamed beautiful landscapes.
I believe that dream, even with open eyes, is one of the mysteries of life that help us to continue our existence to the outcome preordained.
I believe that dream, even with open eyes, is one of the mysteries of life that help us to continue our existence to the outcome preordained.