slight sight

standing under a koa tree with stars above, i saw that we are destined for more.  beyond.  the bardo was revealed to me.  the tree was real but not.  it was a cut out made of paper.  odd, tree makes paper and paper makes tree.  i got the sense that i was being pulled up to the stars.  it was as if i was existing in the present at the same time that i was existing in a memory.  i was living in a memory.  i saw the transitory nature of waiting on the side of the road for a van to take me.  i was standing in a memory, a waking for a moment from the present dream, the dream life or the life life.  i'm still uncertain which.  i was breathing in a memory as if present was already past and i had some kind of far reaching, far sighted perspective. 12/27/2011