There's a place beyond the light that illuminates reality, somewhere between here and there. It lies inside two lines on a page, you pass through it on your way to work, you can almost taste it in the shower while you watch all of life's issues seemingly vanish, you can feel it while swimming in a lake, your skin almost diffusing into the water. Time stops, sounds cease, and imagination is materialized. If you shut your eyes, and you desired to dream any dream you want to, life would become what you see. But it's not enough to know that you're dreaming. After a while you would want to go on more adventurous dreams to fulfill the desire of what you see as opposite of reality, and in the midst...