The strangest dream I had was: I am looking at me in a mirror when a strange man come near me and said to do yoga, to concentrate myself. He pretends I have no more things to learn from human being. Doing it, I feel to move out of life. I am from now on a little cloud. I feel it the other clouds around are bad or good. My cloud starts to hear music so nice that no words can describe it. The beauties of the sounds have no limit. Then, I was not anymore a cloud. I was out of space and out of time. I was just me. I just feel my reality: a delight absolute. I wake up and I said to God : if it death, why you let me come back to life?