I often wonder if our most important experiences come in the form of dreams. The strange twists of our sleeping mind hold some relation to truth. Our dreams put us in touch with the invisible, a realm easily ignored during the day.

So dive in, feel the velvet of space, watch the pillars of fire pulse and ripple. Run your hands through lanes of cosmic dust.

Fall deeper into this eternal pool, see the birth of new stars—their hoarded light, too bright to hide.

Dreams are gateways to the untouchable, portals to the deeper parts of our minds. I will never stop dreaming. I need it to make sense of the parts when I’m awake.

Target: IC 2944 Captured via Remote Scope