1. An idea lies unread, lifeless. You read it, it starts to wiggle.

2. Something in you you think is you, conceals, by its very dominance, an inner life, an inner reality.

3. You let that dominating outer husk of yourself relax more and more, until it begins to shrink, diminishing below a certain threshold ... and crossing an inner (Dream) highway, with flashing hooves, you take off! ... as your inner life takes fire, warming you, beginning to grow. (Fin)

4. All of a sudden ... it finds you!

5. Sometimes pipe dreams spill over

into reality.