Look into the glass and imagine that what you see is but a dream!

Who knows what might be hidden behind that reflection? You are but a shadow. Your flesh and bones but floating atoms, looking for a landing. There is nothing there and yet you suspect that in that void there must be a universe. Is it memory? Is it God? Is it a stream of invisible energy? Will you ever come face to face with it, carry on a decent conversation, talk about dead souls and would be souls and just good old fashioned soul music?