From illusion to awakening.

painting by Magritte

When I dream at night,
I may believe that I am the main role.
But to my awakened, wakeful, self,
that is just a character I created.
Not only that. I -the dreamer- contain
all the other characters or roles.
To my perception as the dreamt Lux
it seems that the other characters are outside.
However, I am not the dreamt Lux, she is within me,
as the other characters are.
It can be said that I am within all the characters,
since I am their animating being.
So all dreamt characters without distinction are within me
and I am within them.
But there's not one among them
that is more me than the rest of them.

My dreamt characters,
including the apparent main role,
interact with each other.
Are they responsible for the events happening
as the being dreamt story?
Have they any freedom to what happens
as the being dreamt story?
No. They all depend on my imagination, my mind,
my dreamer's consciousness.
I am outside and beyond them,
though I am fully within each of them.
If they each have any life, is because I am within them.
They appear to take decisions and to develop the story
to this or that direction,
but that's part of the illusion,
part of the dream I am dreaming,
that they appear to have choice.

I dream my characters as co-creating the story,
but they are not,
I alone am the only creator,
they having no choice but do what I dictate.

Now, this happens here in this day dream called reality.
I am dreaming that I am a person who is experiencing a physical life.
In that dream, I learn
that my personal imagination has power,
so I -the dreamt person- start using
my personal imagination
and start to consciously co-create
with the other persons as they imagine too.
But above this circle of existence,
I am still the dreamer originating
the person with whom I identify myself while I dream,
and originating the other persons that appear to interact
and to co-create with that person.

As I extert my personal imagination
I become more aware of who I am,
to the point where my whole personal existence
is being reabsorbed into me the dreamer,
causing the dissolution of all the dream altogether.
Because at all times I wasn't the person
I believed to be in existence,
but the dreamer beyond it, animating it,
within it and around it.
I discovered to be the formless I AM,
the original imaginator,
and that if the creature I believed to be
could exert personal imagination
was due to me, through me,
and using actually my imagination only.
There was and is one power only, mine,
that of the I AM that I AM.
My creature, the person with which
I identified while sleeping or dreaming,
had no power of itself, no power to begin with,
but mine lent to it.

I had to get back to my self, by first believing
that I as the person was the owner of the power,
the cause of existence and world.
But as soon as I as person
proved the power in my hands,
I started to awaken
to the illusion of the whole phenomena,
realizing that I as person was part of that illusion,
which realization made me aware of myself
as the original source, the formless being that I AM.