Essential Zen

I did not indulge in flying, for once, even though a brief lift-off proved to me I was dreaming. I was determined to examine the people I encountered, and did so..the first being truly a phantom since essentially he had no face...it was mannequin-like, no eyes, just features, and was all white. The second couldn't tell me his name, so he too I considered a phantom, but of a different sort...at least he had features, although as I recall, he wouldn't make eye contact. The other three I rather accosted - I wanted to know who they were, but first, I wanted to let them know we were all dreaming. They didn't believe me, so I was going to prove it to them by flying. They were skeptical, thinking it was a trick. I asked one to check me for wires and he was about to do so, when the thing faded. I have to work on that...on maintaining the "dream".