What Dreams May Come

After he dies, he wakes up in a heaven painted in his wife’s colors. She is stuck in a hell of her own making. He goes after her.

Thought is real. Physical is the illusion.

“Here” is big enough for everyone to have their own private universe.

What’s true in our minds is true, whether some people know it or not.

Your own bubble of reality, and the patterns on it are yours alone.