Because.... although it is sometimes distasteful to me too to read somebody's self-satisfied introductions with their hymns of praise about great secrets that later vanish in the empty dissolving of inflated subjects, here I set this opening word down through dreams for the sake of one more ‘approach' towards the near future, towards our currently global moment - the pollution of the Earth by 2100.

Ehh, and there, there are a few awkwardly 'invisible' eternities, so precisely for a similar passage of the 'ordinary body' through (or into) the inner world of one's own or another's dreams, a new possibility has perhaps been given me prophetically - a real one, but also those which naive sages call an experience in a poor Divinity as a oneness with worlds other than the long-imagined ones, whereby even the 'outward escape of the mind' becomes that in which visibility lends the spiritual forces an SF shape; and yet, not even that allows me, as a layman, a certain separateness from the left hemisphere as an esoterically unnecessary illusion... Mutually too heavy and yet one's own, dreams here do not favour the consciousness arrived in the mind, nor a wakefulness out of anyone's imagining, so in a thin disunity with the divine substance they answer to the ‘utopias’ of madder philosophers - writers, but also to the golden age from the kingdom of the right (eh, à la the abducted hemisphere). And where?

Ehh, one more thing winds round my mind, emotionally to begin with...

Because even the most ordinary dreams will ‘watch’ us by their being, and it is as though through sleeplessness they wanted to speak up, that is, to take an active part out of eternally tended insights. Here it will live out the fossil essence without altered states of consciousness, and above all without basil.