“You know that you did, you know that you did, you know that you did…” says the echo in my ear. I can’t think anything without the echo immediately repeating it in my ear. You can imagine how unpleasant that would be, I’m sure. How very, very unpleasant. How terribly unpleasant. “You know that you can, you know that you can, you know that you can,” says the echo. I’m in a fictive world – I can’t do a single thing without seeing my image in a mirror, mocking me, repeating my every action. I can’t say or think a single thing without it straightaway being rendered meaningless. Such is my predicament. I’m face to face with Infinity and in the light of Infinity my so-called ‘existence’ is a very poor affair indeed. I’d get out of the light if I could (and return to the safety of the shadows) but unfortunately that’s not my choice. It’s important to stay focused on your dreams though, isn’t that what they always say? Stay focused on your dream – stay focused on your dream because if you don’t – if you forget yourself and get absorbed in something else, something that isn’t your dream, then your dream will be lost forever. You’ll never get it back. Losing your dream is a very bad thing, as everyone knows. As anyone will tell you. I spoke too soon, and yet I didn’t speak in time. I was caught in the paradox. I was caught in the paradox and the way out was the way in. My doing well is also my doing badly, just as my pleasures are also my pains – I’m trapped in the Paradox Realm and there’s no walking away from that. The time went by in the snap of a finger and yet it lasted forever. I can’t think of a single thing without it immediately being reflected right back at me; I am in fictive world and yet to say that I am isn’t actually true. Nothing is true. Time is a fiery hoop, you see – it never tires of chasing itself. Time is a rodent chasing its tail. Or should I simply say, “Time is a rodent?” That would seem more appropriate, somehow. Time is a rodent that some people can smell very well but which most cannot. Most never smell the rodent. In any event, we would all do well to stay focused on our dreams, whatever they may be, and not pay any heed at all to all the other stuff. Who knows what would happen to us if we were to let go of our dreams willy-nilly, who knows what dark place we may end up in?