r reading David's recent letter 

My Father is a selfish man and he has been very unkind to his partner of late.

David Courage has been testing a new energy device in freezing conditions

A device that will give people the power to see and to irrigate their land

My father proclaims facts like a Poet;  It's always about him 

I've heard the way he talks about his workers behind their backs

The way he blames them in hindsight, Why, why why all the time? 

Why didn't you do it that way? Why they did it wrong

He likes to question them; that's his game and he uses me as his messenger

He has no knowledge or time for the process. He wants to solve everything quickly

He could have been a better Father too I guess but then 

I could have held  my dreams and had no expectations of him as a Father

He told ME that he saw my fate long ago. I don't know why? It is so sad

Our company's have changed since the restructure;  I've seen it first hand now

The unhappy faces each day turning to stone since the music was all taken away

My Father is fascinated by Guns, Poetry and money. He is Gutless to the face

"You have to drive them" ...He says. "get rid of them if they do not perform"....It's Easy!

And then he blames ME so he doesn't look like the bad guy. 

Poor ME, he's carbon, Doomed........

You can tell that David's situation upsets me greatly 

And! 

all from these opinions my Father has proclaimed.  "Time and Efficiency" Something he has never owned

I have since understood that David has been another victim...

Strange how he was good enough when my Father was sick and needed a wage

Anyway;

David was my friend and he recently wrote to me about these dreams he had had...

It surprised me when I had awoken suddenly to recall a similar moment;  Jupiter?

There was an old man in this dream, preaching to the stars above?

An Aboriginal Elder, with his hands raised toward the stars. The strange part was 

He didn't really command my attention;  rather, A white man behind him did

Standing in the elder's shadow with a rifle precariously pointing my way 

Hindsight would be a good metaphor for "the man in the shadows"

Anyway, like David's dream?

I was riding on a large Dragonfly. Her name "My Little Japan?" 

David reckons the centre of our Sun is Ice; and that everything comes from nothing  

I saw our planets following each other around the Sun;  as they sort of aligned?

David has explained to me the theory  of Hydrogen `x' of which I understand now...

In Laminar flow, An Element containing the Chaos of our mundane existence

Compression,

I watched as the planets aligned, all around in the structure of the Cosmos

I felt much peace from the madness & chaos surrounding my life at the present

Huge flares rose from the surface of the Ice Sun, in all directions  

Reaching out for us in  glowing white hands.

the dividing Hydrogen, the chaos of fusion at very low pressure 

I could see black holes that were left behind from the flares as we came closer

I hung on to the beast as best I could as the solar waves hit the us hard

The black epicentre below the flare was a continuum forged in the sky's crust 

The insulating Carbon surface was visible well below. Pity consuming pity

The beast continued to fight against the "Waivs" of solar energy that rocked us

I felt the heat from the surface and that it was no hotter than a bush fire I'd say 

David had once said to me, that carbon controlled the potential release of energy, 

I thought, maybe if opinions had the same potential he would not be in such a state

The Dragonfly plunged down towards one black opening and so we were inside the 

Ice Sun's atmosphere. I felt the gravity, Heaviness,  as we entered a Sea of Gold

My  feelings of peace were then lost in one second as sudden Chaos ruled my time.

External Forces controlling the equilibrium of life's given power in a  dream  

The madness was all around; the "Whine" was unbearable; large birds everywhere

My thoughts of a Child,  coming to the World unwanted?

The Ice Sun's atmosphere was concealed hell. E-type beauty with sinister value

The screams are what I remember the most. A nightmare that seemed so Gnostic

The dragonfly struggled to avoid a the birds, as I lost my grip and fell.

I heard Poet's voice, "You can't be blind if you are to be free in your new home"

I was then screaming too, falling. then,  I was standing in a City in cloud. 

The sky above was Golden and below us was black. Life in a 1000° of separation

Life & death, harmony & madness;  I Understood,  "A Poet and his motive" None!

I watch as a mother placed her babe, wrapped in cloth; aboard my Dragonfly 

Quickly with babe, it escaped that madness and left the city in cloud, 

away from binary control of her husbands time. Saturn "The Hourman"

A younger girl dressed in white I knew, She was kindred in spirit, sister like

Amen`al she said was her name and she said that Rhea, Queen of the Gods had one "Second of process" to achieve. 

I didn't understand till now

She  hugged me as the "Japan" gracefully headed away, into the turmoil. 

"I will wait for you Sean; The Gods will have you Spinning Around in Jupiter. all around in the structure of the Cosmos to far stretched reaches of our Galaxy. Mother Earth will once again rise from pity to bring equilibrium. Carbon skies will be cleansed by Rain as she awakens a Modern Man's passion for an "Ark" life past water and his Mother's wholeness. The analogue power of life will again rule over the Binary forces of time & our Highest Process; life."

One second of process, two words and sometime in the future, in 24 hours 

"Big Rhea's theory"  will save us from this mundane opinionated existence we call life.

That is my dream....