If we all went to sleep and dreamt a dream wherein we could all encroach upon each others dreams, and at those encroachments were commonalities, often inconvenient and annoying, other times deep and rewarding, but elsewhere in the dream was our own private experiences, well, we’d be here.

     Someday we will awaken but we won’t need to tell each other about our private experiences because we’ll all know each others, and it will all mesh together and make sense.  Right now though it’s rather incomprehensible at times.