Our Souls have cast themselves in illusion’s theatre of not remembering, to play a role, to learn the part of being what they are not, just to feel the infinite, divine joy of coming to remembering and being what they are in LOVE once more; a show within a show, a play within a play, a film with a film; the darker the stage for the actor when the curtains fall, the more brilliant the light when again they rise and always, always, always, forever and again they rise…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin 
_____________________________
“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” ~ Edgar Allen Poe