Boppy's dream

Boppy was flying in his dream. It was an incredible sensation. Boppy's dreams rarely appear in three-dimension, usually four, but tonight was quite different indeed. In fact, tonight wasn't even a night. Nor a day. What was interesting wasn't the time of day, but rather his dream. In the three-dimensional world, Boppy was a flying dot. A rather spherical dot to be exact. If we were to paste the scene onto a canvas, we'll see a sheet of light sky blue with cotton puffy clouds sprayed around to a comforting measure and a black dot. Yes, that black dot is Boppy, little Boppy, who's existence seem puny compared to the entity of his dreamworld. He liked flying. Sometimes he chose to glide in a horizontal path, sometimes accelerating vertically, sometimes just gradually ascending in a diagonal fashion. However small he may be, his imaginations are definitely much much bigger than his outward frame. Warm-up is over. Like a graceful swan, Boppy started weaving creaves of air around him, streaming around the clouds quite thoughtfully, yet in a seemingly random manner. The cool air caressed his sphere smoothly, soothing him, almost making him dream within a dream. Whistle, whistle, whistle. Faster he goes, and the air starts to whistle. Boppy would have smiled if he could. Acceleration was perhaps a fitting word to describe the current experience. He swerved in, and swerved out, and slowly the clouds changed their pattern. Mystical and awe-inspiring, wavering surely, reforming and deforming, those disembodied coagulations changed their form. Soon, they merged into one. Boppy, rather cheeky-faced now, spun around it. Oh, if we could paste in that scene onto a canvas, how intriguing it would have been. Light blue sky with a glossy black funnel, and hints of cloudy texture brimming in the centre. Boppy was moving too fast, too fast definitely. No one could see that little black dot. He has became a plane, apparently. He was happy. He woke up. He lay in bed for awhile. Abrubt ending to a dream, he thought. How was he to know that he, Boppy the dot, was only dreaming within a dream. He will realise someday that he was, but only when he wakes up. Till then, dream on Boppy.