The Elysian Fields Morphogenetic Field Trip: By the streams of Okeanos

On the fifth day of the excursion into the Elysian Fields, time ceases to be – you sleep in, dream a few dreams, wake up, take a piss, go back to sleep again – you have one of those lucid dreams where you end up doing something bizarre, but you love it. You enter the primordial rhythm, and embody time itself. Through listening and trusting life, your system reboots at ever increasing intervals, leaving you no choice but to anticipate the dissolution of time itself, and the total acceptance of love. And as clear as day in front of you – the river Okeanos and its soothing summer breeze - wow, what radiance. The air is just ripe with freshness.