Creative permutations

I dreamt I was part of a tribe, a group of infinite beings of some sort that I cannot comprehend. Eons ago, this group agreed to achieve something through an experience in the reality called earth. They were born, died, reborn time after time.

They were trapped because they believed in the earth reality as being the only reality, so every time they died, they returned to the earth.

Over multitudes of years this group reacted and interacted with each other in all sorts of strange and seemingly impossible permutations.

Until one day, the group arrived at what they came to achieve. I don’t know what it was because my human brain is too small to comprehend but they arrived at a point where they no longer had to achieve this mysterious something.

There was a change. It was like placing the last piece of a multi-dimensional puzzle in place. From that point on they each seemed to become luckier, it was as if they were finally here on holiday and not as part of the workforce. What a relief!

Even the group interactions changed, there was much more harmony, a lightness, it was almost fun to be alive!