My mind sails off to a vision in my subconscious. Subconsciously, I am standing in a room full of people, yet I am unseen. Presently in my subconscious, Dr. King's speech audio continues to play in the setting. The audio plays like a soundtrack to be heard when watching a movie. I am perplexed. Am I the only one capable of hearing the audio? And why am I unseen?
The thought consciously strikes me. Maybe you are invisible. It may be those around you can neither hear nor see. Suddenly, I am revisited with a moment of destiny. I cannot gauge what those around me can hear or see. Consciously and subconsciously, what I hear and see is for me.
Yes, it is pleasantly divine. The sharing of understanding with a friend, my mind.