[ THE DREAMER...PART 6 OF SERIES]

[ THE DREAMER...PART 6 OF SERIES]

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The dream had become so strong that it had begun to leak off of the dreamer, to pour out of his pores. Other people had been affected by the dream as it flowed from the dreamer and into the atmosphere. This gave the dream even more power and the dreamer could feel it as certainly as one feels cold rain.


It had become the alpha and omega, truth that cut across the fabric of time and space. The dreamer was so immersed in the dream that everything had become the dream. It had consumed him. He could see into and beyond most situations. The light was where he walked for the first part of his life. Yet the darkness had secrets as well and this was where he had to eventually go, into the darkness. He dwellled in the darkness at one time so deeply that in time it seemed as if the darkness was him, a part of him. Yet that was not the case for even at these times the dream kept him centered. Sometimes what we see on the surface is only the surface.

The dreamer was beginning to grow so powerful that when he meditated he could touch people and they could feel his touch. When people spoke to him he was able to enter their dreams and their minds. To see their greatest joys and their biggest fears.

The dreamer was a child of the ghetto and he had seen the worst in man and he had seen the best. A mass shooting in Florida, A bombing at the Olympics in Georgia. He always walked away unscathed. The dreamer was never caught on video or in pictures for he knew that to be seen would give his secret away. He always helped the victims of accidents and mindless violence and he would melt away as soon as the authorities came. He knew that he could never give his right address or for that matter his real name. To do that would be to commit suicide. The agents of the dark were everywhere. Even in the uniforms of the lawmakers and supposed peacekeepers.

As he traveled he left bits and pieces of the dream, for if he did not succeed another would have to come. At times he saw people who had been touched by the dream as he had and when he passed them by and he would give them another part before he moved on again.

The real secret of the key was that it was so powerful that it was not all in one place or person. Then it would be to easy for the darkness to take ahold of it and destroy it. The dream was given in phases, the first teacher was not the last. It had to be this way for the dream to survive. 

And the dreamer dreamed on.