Last night I had strange dreams. Of course, I often have strange dreams. I am also always troubled by how confusing and chaotic the activity of my species is.

These two things came together for me this morning, unexpectedly, as I began to wonder:

What if my species is actually the world or universe dreaming in physical bodies?

Then, in a flash, the incredibly bizarre, often violent, conflicted, urge-driven activity of humans was cast in a frame where it made sense, for the first time in my adult life!

If humans are the universe dreaming… the confusing and often explicit inchoate chaos of our common activity finally seem to be the reasonable expression of our actual role!