This entire adventure has been created within the windmills of my mind. Sometimes there is no rest for the weary in my scenarios. The labyrinth has been designed by a vivid imagination that has taken centuries to develop! If you are enjoying the movie then become an "extra" along with me and we can revise it as it transpires within the windmills of our minds. Sometimes having other entities along for the ride adds excitement and wonder. We wonder where it's going, where and when it will all end. But in many lifetimes there is no ending because it is being created in our minds. Only the third eye can see what is on the reels placed in the projector being displayed on our third eye screens. Sometimes they are green screens and reality becomes a mystery of the minds. Are you actually at the place that is displayed behind you on the screen or is it just a mirage placed on a green screen. (If you are possibly color blind your mind will become like a chameleon and make all necessary changes to the colors for your continued enjoyment) So as one travels and sees a small pond or comes upon a lake that he may think he sees on the road it is nothing but an illusion is it not? When we become thirsty for truth and to taste love sometimes we become distracted by the images we have created in the "windmeals" of our minds. So whatever you decide are the ingredients of your "meals" then what flavoring and spices you include will be based on your own palates of what YOU enjoy. So you can enjoy the ride or decide to get off this train headed into the twilight zone of your mind. Your next stop will be whenever and wherever you imagine that to be. If this train was to Clarksville (or wherever you decide your at) and is possibly leaving this station you can stay as long as you like or hop onto the portal train of enlightenment for another adventure that is waiting for you around the bend in the windmills of your mind as it is churning and turning out all the new realities that you create as you travel. So adios for now ol' friends because my mind is churning and yearning for a new adventure and i must be moving on for now because as i am typing there is a new world that is starting to emerge. Elfun bids adieu and wishes peace n' love to all of you too. 
Remember: i am not blind and i CAN still see you in the windmeals of my mind. But i must be honest....sometimes i find it hard to include vegetables in the windmeals of my mind. I will have to try and recreate a new recipe sometime in the future! 
God Bless Be careful Lillian he could be a double agent spying on the
movies we have created in the windmills of this groups mind
factory. Or he may be a reincarnation of Streptasaurus
Swami. The great carnivore swami who gave everything up
as a renunciant except his habit of bitmg into
flesh meat.
