I would LOVE to see an archeologist who finds this probe, perhaps appropriately buried under cumulative layers of sand. Maybe it'll be installed in the Martian equivalent of the Smithsonian ( my late father got lost in there once & was there until it closed. The one in Washington ).
“To sleep, perchance to dream…” We need dreams, for dreams can mean hope. And with hope locked in Pandora’s box, our life becomes dull. The dream unlocks that box.
Dreams are the expression of what lies within us. We are the product of the entire history of humanity. You have to know how to listen to your dreams in order to access all this ancestral wisdom
I would LOVE to see an archeologist who finds this probe, perhaps appropriately buried under cumulative layers of sand. Maybe it'll be installed in the Martian equivalent of the Smithsonian ( my late father got lost in there once & was there until it closed. The one in Washington ).
What a lovely tribute - to humanity, to creativity, to Ingenuity.
Thank you Rena
“To sleep, perchance to dream…” We need dreams, for dreams can mean hope. And with hope locked in Pandora’s box, our life becomes dull. The dream unlocks that box.
Dreams are the expression of what lies within us. We are the product of the entire history of humanity. You have to know how to listen to your dreams in order to access all this ancestral wisdom
I do listen to them. They come and I take note so to speak.
Most definitely! As writer we create our own worlds or in the case of Marvel, universe.
Our views on the various visions of the world.
Such wise words! Before anything can exist, it has to be imagined first like someone I’m sure said.
Thanks Stanley. Isn't that what we do when we write? 😀