Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ethehumanvoicesalroundhimwereaudiblesilence.“Myframeofmindisalwaysstable”hethought“andisasstilsthesereers,thereforequietornoisyareallthesametome.ThebustliropolisweseewithoureyesandthesereneKingdomofDreamsthatisinourmindsareohesamepdnottwodifferentworldsandhavenothingtodowiththesenseofsight.Orinotherwords,walkingontheridgesofthefieldsintheKingdomofDreamsisthesameaswalkingonthepavementsofthebusymetropolisbecausetheKingdomofDreamsexistsinthemundaneworld.InotherwordstheKingdomofDreamsbesublimatedoutofthemundaneworld.Dimitriwasveryhappyandexcimed,“Ifinallydiscoveredthekeytothepuzzle!WhereIwalkon.Wheremydreamis.Iamadream-maker.”Dimitritinuedonhisway.Thefurtherhewalked,thesmallerhisfigurebecame;unt