Utopia
Utopia
I had a dream several nights ago when I went to sleep
worried about a situation. I was flying high above the clouds...in fact...I was
IN the clouds. I came across this beautiful bridge but a voice that was
guiding me said I could not cross it.
I had my camera with me (Ever since I bought my new camera, it's been showing up in
my dreams!) and the guiding voice
said take a picture of the bridge. I said that I needed a tripod because it was
night and the lighting was dim where I was standing. The 'voice' suggested I
place it on the rail of the bridge to steady my camera. That was an excellent
suggestion so I took a picture of this beautiful bridge. I then looked below
the bridge at this beautiful city. The voice of this guide told me that
everything looked beautiful from up here...even cities. I spend my life down
below in the city. Immediately when I had this thought, I was inside the city,
under the bridge I had just seen from such a high place. There were rats and
pigeons under the bridge and I reminded myself not to get too caught up in the
'dirt' of the city. The view is much better from above.
This oil pastel is available on ebay:
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