#020 -- The Mask

For a long time i dreamt. I dreamt dreams of life and death, and destruction. And i wondered, if i would ever wake up. And altough i didn't, i did become lucid in my dream, and it was like i was born again to a new reality, or rather like i was dead before death. All that was left ever since was the eternal Now, and its everlasting Joy. The Joy of Being. That's what this mask represents, that's the Ideal sought. I bet you didn't see this one comin', eh?

But keep in mind, at all times: key concepts, more than the rest, always allow for a multitude of different readings, on different levels. Yours is just as good as mine.