Voyage Through Consciousness A gray and purple dimension, in which I felt only drops of water falling on me. If water can’t exist here in a state of deep silence, then water drops could exist there – How? This question of mine was turning hidden from me, when I started smelling the sweet fragrance of flowers. I had seen the flowers or some part of my consciousness had awakened, which was engaged in revolving around the universe – I did not even know this yet. The dress of my own body started taking the form of mist and it started molding itself in the color of that dimension. I was…