One must feed their hungry inner-soul. Deep within the depths of you stands a door. How many times have you reached that point in dreams? Your human factor wants control but does not nourish your true being. Yet, your urge to feast becomes a strong intense desire. Finally, in your sleeping state the door stands before you, again. In your quietness of your dream, you reach out to turn the doorknob. Open, you stride over the threshold, and then you drop, as your mind battles for control. A voice you hear then said, "Relax and enjoy the banquet of beauty within you." Your journey with intense perfumes and undertones illuminates their glorious brightness. Subconsciously, your inner-soul is now full from its once starvation, now sees the details. The voice encourages you to allow yourself the real freedom to express boldly and pure. Yes, even I can feel the beauty you want to express, so paint knowing I am observing.